[Verso 1]
G
I've been pourin' soda pop on the compost
G
For the natives
C
Sleepin' on a cot for the away team
G
I've been having not-so-bad-a' nightmares
C
But howling bloody murder in my daydreams
[Verso 2]
Em F
It's a private midnight
Em F
In the middle of an afternoon
Em D
There's no need in saying Jesus' name in vain
C Am
He was only doing what he had to do
[Verso 3]
C G
When I was in the garden, I was mad at him too
Em
| started out a butterfly detective
C
Then I became a teenage alcoholic
G
Now I'm trying to get to heaven
(I'm just trying to get to heaven)
C Am
I'm just trying to get to heaven or whatever you'd call it
[Verso 4]
C
I don't want to make death rock anymore
G D
I want to go where my alarm clock won't dare to come find me
C
I'll leave my roadmaps in a drawer and explore
G D
Where the asphalt's still smeared with the deer of the nineties
[Verso 5]
G
Where the sun don't set
It rises twice
C G
And happy hours are subject to market price
C Am Em
And the present just doesn't seem nearly so untimely
D C Am
Barreling forward while my memories riot behind me
[Verso 6]
Em F
It's a private decline
Em F
It's an infinite slog
Em D
When an angel gains its associate's wings
G C
And moves back in with god
[Verso 7]
G
There is no room for new proposals
D C
Gone are the daymares
G C
Long are the lines
[Verso 8]
G
These are instructions for disposal
D C G C
Of my own miniature private mankind
G
These are instructions for disposal
Of my dick
C
As compared to my mind
G D/F# C
Of my dick compared to my mind
G D/F# C
My dick compared to my mind
[Verso 9]
Em
It's just a joke played
F Em
(a joke played)
F Em
A joke played on the future of man
F
Bluebirds out of time
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