Intro
B G#m E F#
E D#dim A6no3/F# Fno5addG# F#m C# B G#m B
[Verse 1]
B G#m
Got a phonograph on my forehead, friend.
E7 F#
It plays sad songs about the dead
B
When I listen to my records
G#m
No matter what they are
E7
They sound real good
F#
But real weird
[chorus]
E D#dim A6no3/F# Fno5addG# F#m
I know something, yeah something, yeah something, yeah something is wrong
C#
Oh yeah
[Verse 2]
B G#m
All my old records used to not want me dead
B
Now they do, they're all about it
B G#m
Well my Monkees' sounding like a corpse but I don't mind
E7
He sounds real good
F#
And he still keeps time
B G#m
And the Beatles they keep singing about graveyards and bugs
E F#
It sounds so good that I can't get up
[chorus]
E D#dim A6no3/F# Fno5addG# F#m
I know something, yeah something, yeah something, yeah something is wrong
C#
Oh yeah
B G#m
All my old records used to not sing about the dead
B
But, now they do, all about it baby, here we go
[Lead]
B G#m E F# B G#m E F#
E D#dim A6no3/F# Fno5addG# F#m C# B G#m B
B G#m x8
Spoken at the end]
The music is killing me
The high and low fidelities
Are attacking my brain
And it's terrific
The music sounds just great
Just terrific