Intro
C#* 320003 / 320013 (G / Gadd11)
[Intro]
C#* C# C#* C# G* G G/C
[Verse 1]
C# G# F#
I saw the best of my generation playing pinball
C# G# F# G#
Maked-up and caked-up and looking like some kind of china doll
C# G# A#m F# G#
With all of Adolf Hitler's moves down cold as they stood up in front of a rock and roll band
C# G# A#m F# G#
And always moving upward and ever upward to this gentle, golden promised land
C# G#
With the smartest of them all moonlighting as a word processor
A#m F# C#
And the strongest of them all checking IDs outside saloons
G# A#m
And the prettiest of all taking off her clothes in front of men
F# C# F#
Whose eyes look like they were in some little hick town near Omaha
C# F# G#
Watching the police chief run his car off the side of a bridge
C# G# A#m F#
And I saw a men with dreams like the ones I'd had beg quarters outside the 7-11
C# F#
Till it got so they didn't affect me anymore than the mailboxes I'd pass
C# F# G#
'Cept that sometimes I'd put something in the mailbox
Fm F#
I'd had the wind at my back, now I felt it cold in my face
C# G# A#m
And for an awful long time now you were the only one who ever called me late at night
F# C#
And I never really noticed till after you stopped calling
F# F#/F G#
And the emptiness and silence got so heavy
[Chorus]
C#
Broken up in the wasteland
Fm
Broken up in the promised land
F#
Broken up in Disneyland
G#
Broken up in the plastic land
A#m
Broken up in the wasteland
F#
Broken up in the wasteland
C#* C# C#* G G/C
Broken up in the wasteland
[Verse 2]
C# G# A#m F#
And I saw dead Marilyn Monroe strung up on every street corner in Hollywood
C# F#
Like some two bit whore offering a discount rate
G#
And I wondered how Joe Dimaggio felt
C# G# A#m F#
And I saw dead James Dean's ghost wandering the sidewalk looking troubled
G#
And I wondered how his mama felt
C# G#
I saw signs that said "Headshots done for cheap"
A#m F#
Signs that said "Extras wanted, top dollars paid"
C# F#
And signs for haircuts and signs for manicures
C# F#
And signs for tanning salons and signs for wardrobe specialists
C# F#
Signs for cosmetic surgery and signs for assertiveness training
G#
And I stopped to read them all
C# G#
And every single block looked like every single block
A#m F#
Looked like every single block looked like every single block
C# F#
But you kept driving 'cause everyone else kept driving
C# F# G#
And 'cause gridlock is evil and not knowing your way is evil
Fm
And those that had money looked good but weren't too happy
F#
And those who didn't have money didn't look so good and weren't too happy either
C# G# A#m F#
And in a city of three million two hundred and sixty nine thousand nine hundred eighty four
G#
Every one was lonely
[Chorus]
C#
Broken up in the wasteland
Fm
Broken up in the promised land
F#
Broken up in Disneyland
G#
Broken up in the plastic land
A#m
Broken up in the wasteland
F#
Broken up in the wasteland
C#* C# C#* G G/C
Broken up in the wasteland
[Verse 3]
C# G# A#m F#
And I watched as everyone I knew spent their lives
C# G# C#
Trying to be watched on stage or watched on film or listened to on a record
F# G#
And they thought, "Well, maybe that way I could get a little love out of this life"
C# G# A#m F#
And I watched as the best of my generation abandoned their dreams
G#
And settled for making a little money
C# G# A#m F#
I watched TV and read the papers, listened to the radio and made all the fancy scenes
C# F#
And said all the right words and wore all the right clothes
C# G#
And knew the names of the hip people but I still felt out of touch
A#m G# F#
So I stopped watching TV and reading the papers and listening to the radio
C# F#
And making the fancy scenes and saying the right words
C# F#
And wearing the right clothes and knowing the names of the hip people
G#
And I felt more out of touch than ever, oh, but I didn't care anymore
Fm
And I felt you slipping away
F#
And I felt myself slipping from you
C# G# A#m
And I wanted more than anything else for it to rain for one whole day like it used to
F# C# F#
But all there ever was was sun, relentless sun, hot, beating sun
C# F#
And everyone wore their sunglasses and walked around like flies
Fm G#
Under magnifying glass with their eyes removed
[Chorus]
C#
Broken up in the wasteland
Fm
Broken up in the promised land
F#
Broken up in Disneyland
G#
Broken up in the plastic land
A#m
Broken up in the wasteland
F#
Broken up in the wasteland
A#m
Broken up in the wasteland
F#
Broken up in the wasteland
C#* G
Broken up in the wasteland
[Outro]
C#* G x3