Verse
D#m A#m
there's a lack of spice in every art director's life
C# B
the suntanned ghost is lying face down on the floor
D#m A#m
there's a lack of spice in every copywriter's life
C# B
there'll be no waiting around for the man anymore
[Chorus]
F# C#m
now he's gone and what's the meaning?
Fb B A
i can't see why he had to sacrifice his life
F# C#m
it is yourself that you're deceiving
Fb B
i shouldn't have to tell you so
[Interlude]
D#m A#m C# B x2
[Chorus]
F# C#m
now he's gone and what's the meaning?
Fb B A
i can't see why he had to sacrifice his life
F# C#m
it is yourself that you're deceiving
[Outro]
Fb F