[Verse]:
I think I'll go home and mull this over
/*x2*/
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it's crashed, it's colossal mass
/*x2*/
Has broken up into bits in my moat.
Rip the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin, hiding the fact you're dead again
/*x2*/
Underneath the power lines seeking shade
/*x4*/
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason
It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
/*x2*/
That let us bet when you know we should'v fold
On rocks I dreamt of where we'd stepped
/*x2*/
And of the whole mess of roads we're now on.
[Chorus]:
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
One day I'll be wondering how I got so old just wondering how
/*x2*/
Never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
/*x4*/
This is way beyond my remote concern of being condescending
/*x2*/
All these squaw-king birds won't quit.
/*x4*/
Buil-ding no-thing, lay-ing bricks.
/*x4*/
[Instrumental]:/*x2*/ |
[D] [A] | [G]
[Chorus]:
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
One day I'll be wondering how I got so old just wondering how
/*x2*/
Never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
/*x4*/
This is way beyond my remote concern of being condescending
/*x2*/
all these squaw-king birds won't quit.
/*hold*/
buil-ding no-thing, lay-ing bricks.