Verse
G G7
So you had the best legs in a business built for kicks,
Am E
But was this changing of the guards really supposed to make you sick?
C D C D
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
G G7
Medium Rotation, the Shock of the New,
Am E
And a memo from Feldman saying, "everything is true."
C D C D
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
[Chorus]
G A C A
Don't spend your life conceiving
G A C A
That the widows won't get sick of their grieving
C D
'Till everyone walks out.
C D
Hey, isn't that what rock 'n' roll is all about, Princess?
C D
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
C Cm
In the face of somebody's lord!
[Instrumental]
G G7 Am E C D C D x2
[Verse 2]
G G7
You try to summon up the spirits live on Face the Nation,
Am E
But the Port Authority just taxed incantations.
C D C D
It's alright... The Sublimate Hour!
G7 G7
Auction off The Temple. It's money well-spent.
Am E
Hey, are those tears in your eyes as the wind cries, "enlargement"?
C D C D
It's alright... The Sublimate Hour!
[Chorus]
G A C A
Don't spend your life conceiving
G A C A
That the widows won't get sick of their grieving
C D
'Till everyone walks out.
C D
Hey, isn't that what rock 'n' roll is all about, Princess?
C D
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
C Cm
In the face of somebody's lord!
[Instrumental]
G G7 Am E C D C D x2
[Verse]
G G7
So put your hands together! I hear it's a must
Am E
Until this phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust.
C D C D
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
G G7
I guess the streets will suffice till everybody makes nice,
Am E
But there's a rumor going round even Destroyers have a price...
C D C D
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
[Outro]
G A C A
Don't spend your life conceiving
G A C A
C D C D
C D C Dm