Intro
F# D#m B C#
B D#dim A6no3/C# Fno5addD# F#m G# F# D#m F#
[Verse 1]
F# D#m
Got a phonograph on my forehead, friend.
B7 C#
It plays sad songs about the dead
F#
When I listen to my records
D#m
No matter what they are
B7
They sound real good
C#
But real weird
[chorus]
B D#dim A6no3/C# Fno5addD# F#m
I know something, yeah something, yeah something, yeah something is wrong
G#
Oh yeah
[Verse 2]
F# D#m
All my old records used to not want me dead
F#
Now they do, they're all about it
F# D#m
Well my Monkees' sounding like a corpse but I don't mind
B7
He sounds real good
C#
And he still keeps time
F# D#m
And the Beatles they keep singing about graveyards and bugs
B C#
It sounds so good that I can't get up
[chorus]
B D#dim A6no3/C# Fno5addD# F#m
I know something, yeah something, yeah something, yeah something is wrong
G#
Oh yeah
F# D#m
All my old records used to not sing about the dead
F#
But, now they do, all about it baby, here we go
[Lead]
F# D#m B C# F# D#m B C#
B D#dim A6no3/C# Fno5addD# F#m G# F# D#m F#
F# D#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