Cyanide Breath Mint

D G C F A D I just wrote the chords down as if the guitar were in E. This seems to match up pretty well with the CD, so just listen and strum as you see fit. A F D G Definitely, this is the wrong place to be F C there's blood on the futon, E A there's a kid drinkin' fire. F Goin' down to the sea, D G they got people to meet, F C shakin' hands with themselves, E F-------->slide to Gflat lookin' out for themselves. C F G When they ask you for credit, F C give them a branch. C F G When they want you to get it, F C chew on the grass. E F I know, I know D G 'cause they told me to tell you F C there's nothing to tell you, E A there's nothing to sell you. (Same chords as first part) In the afternoon, riding the scapegoat, burning equipment, decomposing. Cool off your jets, take off your sweats, I got a funny feeling they got plastic in the afterlife. (Same chords as second part:) When they want you to cry, leap into the sky. When they suck your mind, like a pigeon you fly. I know, I know, it's the positive people running from their time looking for some feeling. transcribed by: Lguillorn@aol.com Lysbeth Guillorn