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Intro: Am E Am G E (2x)
Am E
well, i?m afraid that the circles i?ve been drinking myself
Am G E
aren?t big enough for the vowels that i try to fit inside of them.
Am
when i was young, i drank too much,
E Am
and i?d be lying if i said i didn?t feel so goddamn young tonight;
G E
maybe too young to ask what?s on my mind.
F Am
like: if freedom means doing what you want (well),
E Am
don?t you gotta want something?
F Am E
and won?t you tell me that we want something more than just more beer?
and my friends, if that ain?t true, won?t you lie to me tonight?
Am E
well, i?ve been listening to minor threat records all day,
and shit if i do not know every word.
Am G E
i sing along as i tie off.
Am E
and ian screams he?s ?out of step? as i throw the cotton into the spoon, draw up into
the syringe.
Am G E
i?ll know just what he means until i hit a vein.
F Am E
Am
but after that i won?t have to bother with knowing who i am, for a while at least.
F Am
in a moment the whole world is gonna melt around me,
E
and i?ll swear i don?t miss it as a i lie to you tonight.
C E Am F
because i?m afraid to look the world in the eye.
C E Am F
if nothing?s gonna change, well, then i?d rather die.
C E
and i?m too unemployed to organize a union;
Am F
i?m too intoxicated to tear down a building.
C E
i?m too hopeless to look for a solution;
Am
i?m afraid that if i found one,
F C
i?d be out of excuses for the way i waste away
E Am F
in the gutters that i chose like fashion accessories to go with my dirty clothes.
C E Am
i haven?t bathed in months, but you know it?s not because i?ve been fighting bourgeois morals:
F
i?m just lazy and i?m young.
Am E
i?ve seen the best minds of my generation dying drunk or high from the rooftops to the
parking lots,
Am G E
stomped to death in west philadelphian squats.
Am E
they?ve got me waiting on a day when we can say ?fuck the police!? with a little bit of integrity,
Am G E
when it will mean: ?i?ve got your back if you?ve got mine!?
F Am E
Am
give me a scene where i believe in more than bad hair cuts, guilt, and misery.
F Am
i don?t know where i fit between the vegans and the nihilists.
E
that might be the first thing i?ve said that wasn?t a lie tonight.
F
because there?s gotta be something more than lying in the front yard, naked, screaming
at the constellations.
C E Am
F
i want something more than an apology to say when i look the world in the eye.
C E
i?ll tell you, man, my friend william came to me with a message of hope.
Am F
it went: ?fuck you and everything that you think you know.
C E
Am F
if you don?t step outside the things that you believe they?re gonna kill you.?
C E Am
he said: ?no one?s gonna stop you from dying young, and miserable, and right,
F
but if you want something better, you gotta put that shit aside.?
C E Am
F
i thought about how for thousands of years there have been people who told us that
things can?t go on like this:
C E
from jesus chris to the diggers,
Am
from malthus to zerzan,
F
from karl marx to huey newton,
C E Am F
but the shit goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on x 3?
G F
now, i?m not saying that we can?t change the world,
C E Am F
because everybody does at least a little bit of that.
C E Am F
but i won?t shit myself: the way i?m living is a temper tantrum
F
and i need something else, need something else, need something else to stay alive.
C E Am F
(ohohoh.)
F Am E
Am
and on the night that i play my last show, i?ll be singing so loud that my heart explodes.
F Am E
and i?ll be singing, and i?ll be singing: we are free!
F Am E Am
oh, but won?t you promise me that we won?t ever forget what the means?
F Am E
i know it?s hard to give a shit sometimes, but promise me we?ll always try.
F Am E
because i don?t wanna hate you, and i don?t wanna hate me,
F Am E
and i don?t wanna have to hate everything anymore.
Written by Ramshackle Glory