E-Chords
Toh Kay

Hooray For Me(Chords)

Toh Kay

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Key: E
Intro: E 

           E                              F# 
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner, 
       A                                B                          E 
In the shadow of tentacle towers by the red light of America, oh. 
                  F#                   A                          B 
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying, 
         E                            F#                      A 
And that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds 
    B                E 
And damned out loud.  
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Hey, can you tell me how does it feel? 
             
              A                E             B 
Yeah, tell me, Can you imagine, for a second, 
              E                       A            
Doing anything that you don't have to? 
                       E                 B 
Well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me. 

       E                             F# 
When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank. 
   A                            B                    E 
My angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying. 
                F#                    B 
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything. 
              E      F#    
And now we're all mad, 
           A  
And tangled,  
               B 
In secret rooms,  
                   E 
With roman candles, 
         F#             B 
On an endless graveyard train, 

             A                E             B 
Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second,  
              E                      A 
Doing anything just 'cuz you want to? 
                  E               B 
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me 

      E                     F#                  A               B  
I was dreaming through the howzlife, yawning, car black in my mind, 
         E               F#             A      B  
when she told me mad and meaningless as ever. 
      E               F#           A        B 
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme, 
      E              F#               B                                A 
For a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence. 

               E             B 
Can you imagine, for a second,  
                      E                   A 
Trying half the things, you ever wanted to? 
                  E               B 
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me. 

        A                  E               B 
Oh, yeah, I'm unrespectable, never sensible, 
                E                    A 
Maybe incredible, so damned irascible. 
               E                 B 
And I like the things I do so hooray for me 

         E 
And fuck you. 
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