Verse
F# F#7
So you had the best legs in a business built for kicks,
G#m D#
But was this changing of the guards really supposed to make you sick?
B C# B C#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
F# F#7
Medium Rotation, the Shock of the New,
G#m D#
And a memo from Feldman saying, "everything is true."
B C# B C#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
[Chorus]
F# G# B G#
Don't spend your life conceiving
F# G# B G#
That the widows won't get sick of their grieving
B C#
'Till everyone walks out.
B C#
Hey, isn't that what rock 'n' roll is all about, Princess?
B C#
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
B Bm
In the face of somebody's lord!
[Instrumental]
F# F#7 G#m D# B C# B C# x2
[Verse 2]
F# F#7
You try to summon up the spirits live on Face the Nation,
G#m D#
But the Port Authority just taxed incantations.
B C# B C#
It's alright... The Sublimate Hour!
F#7 F#7
Auction off The Temple. It's money well-spent.
G#m D#
Hey, are those tears in your eyes as the wind cries, "enlargement"?
B C# B C#
It's alright... The Sublimate Hour!
[Chorus]
F# G# B G#
Don't spend your life conceiving
F# G# B G#
That the widows won't get sick of their grieving
B C#
'Till everyone walks out.
B C#
Hey, isn't that what rock 'n' roll is all about, Princess?
B C#
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
B Bm
In the face of somebody's lord!
[Instrumental]
F# F#7 G#m D# B C# B C# x2
[Verse]
F# F#7
So put your hands together! I hear it's a must
G#m D#
Until this phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust.
B C# B C#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
F# F#7
I guess the streets will suffice till everybody makes nice,
G#m D#
But there's a rumor going round even Destroyers have a price...
B C# B C#
It's alright... The Sublimation Hour!
[Outro]
F# G# B G#
Don't spend your life conceiving
F# G# B G#
B C# B C#
B C# B Dm