Verse
B B7
So you had the best legs in a business built for kicks,
C#m G#
But was this changing of the guards really supposed to make you sick?
E F# E F#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
B B7
Medium Rotation, the Shock of the New,
C#m G#
And a memo from Feldman saying, "everything is true."
E F# E F#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
[Chorus]
B C# E C#
Don't spend your life conceiving
B C# E C#
That the widows won't get sick of their grieving
E F#
'Till everyone walks out.
E F#
Hey, isn't that what rock 'n' roll is all about, Princess?
E F#
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
E Em
In the face of somebody's lord!
[Instrumental]
B B7 C#m G# E F# E F# x2
[Verse 2]
B B7
You try to summon up the spirits live on Face the Nation,
C#m G#
But the Port Authority just taxed incantations.
E F# E F#
It's alright... The Sublimate Hour!
B7 B7
Auction off The Temple. It's money well-spent.
C#m G#
Hey, are those tears in your eyes as the wind cries, "enlargement"?
E F# E F#
It's alright... The Sublimate Hour!
[Chorus]
B C# E C#
Don't spend your life conceiving
B C# E C#
That the widows won't get sick of their grieving
E F#
'Till everyone walks out.
E F#
Hey, isn't that what rock 'n' roll is all about, Princess?
E F#
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
E Em
In the face of somebody's lord!
[Instrumental]
B B7 C#m G# E F# E F# x2
[Verse]
B B7
So put your hands together! I hear it's a must
C#m G#
Until this phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust.
E F# E F#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
B B7
I guess the streets will suffice till everybody makes nice,
C#m G#
But there's a rumor going round even Destroyers have a price...
E F# E F#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
[Outro]
B C# E C#
Don't spend your life conceiving
B C# E C#
E F# E F#
E F# E Dm