INTRO: x 4
VERSE:
Ds
I know you think you deserve an explanation on the meanings of life
Ds
But what you think that you heard slipped away
out the back of your mind
You get your mucky fingers burned
You get your truth from the lies you were learned
Ds
When all your plastic believers will leave us an they wont return
(same as above)
And when you look in that mirror an your tying up
your buttons an bows
An as you face your disease you can squeeze
into the emperors clothes
You found your God in a paperback
You get your history from the Union Jack
An all your brothers an sisters have gone an they wont come back
CHORUS:
Fed up with life in the city, all the phonies have blown my mind
When im gone yeah you'd look like you missed me,
so come along with me
Don't ask why
Cause it's all mine (x4)