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