Verse
D# A# D# A#
No rock'n'roll singer is going to sing my song
Gm F G#
Same stupid words going over and over
D# A# D# A#
The drop-out turned out trashing my sound
Gm F G#
Rub the lines off the back of my hands
[Chorus]
A#
I cut my teeth on the end of my bed
F
I never ever sang in a high school band
A# F Gm
Somehow you would think I would have figured it out by now
G#
By now
[Verse 2]
D# A# D# A#
No rock'n'roll record made no difference to me
Gm F G#
No seven inch, twelve inch, cassette, C#D
D# A# D# A#
Not wasting my time on a dumb pop song
Gm F G#
Cut my hair going back to my bank job
[Chorus]
A#
The radio could have been kinder to me
F
But I never looked good on a colour TV
A# F Gm
Somehow you would think I would have figured it out by now
G#
By now
D# A# D# A# Gm F G# x2
[Bridge]
C# F F# G#
I've got a message from the other side
C# F F#
It came to me last night in semaphore
G# A#
But I can't play the minor chords
[Verse 3]
D# A# D# A#
No rock'n'roll record made no difference to me
Gm F G#
No seven inch, twelve inch, cassette, C#D
D# A# D# A#
Not wasting my time on a dumb pop song
Gm F G#
Cut my hair going back to my bank job