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