: | |

C*

C*

C*

C*

And so Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits

Am

G

D

For a call from a friend

C*

C*

C*

C*

The same, what's the same? Is it always the same?

Am

G

C

Annie waits... for the last... time, ooh

C*

C*

C*

C*

The clock never stops, never stops, never waits

Am

G

D

She's growing old, it's getting late

Fmaj7

G

Am

And so he forgot, he forgot, maybe not

D

F

G

Maybe he's been seriously hurt

C

That'd be worse

Gm

Dm

Headlights crest the hills

F

C

Gm

Shadows pass her by and out of sight

Bb

F

C

Ooh-ooh

Gm

Dm

Annie sleeps and dreams

F

C

Gm

Bb

Friday bingo, pigeons in the park

C

G

F

C

C*

Annie waits for the last time

C

G

F

C

Just the same as the last time

Am

Fmaj7

Annie says, "You see

C

G

C

C

G

This is why I'd rather be alone"

C*

C*

C*

C*

And so Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits

Am

G

D

For a call from a friend

Fmaj7

G

Am

D

The same, it's the same was it always the same?

F

G

C

Annie waits as the last.... Headlights crest the hills Who will be the one forever more? Ooh Ooh Annie I could be If we're both still lonely When we're old

C

G

F

C

C*

Annie waits for the last time

C

G

F

C

Just the same as the last time

C

G

F

C

C*

Annie waits for the last time

C

G

F

C

Just the same as the last time

F

G

(

C

) Annie waits.... but not for me

Gm7/b x20032

Gm7/bb x10032

| | | | |

D

D/c

Gm7/b

Gm7/bb

Sara spelled without an "H" was getting bored

D

D/c

Gm7/b

Gm7/bb

On a Peavey amp in nineteen eighty four

Em

A

While Zak without a "C" tried out some new guitars

Em

A

Playing Sara with no "H"s favorite song

D

F#m7/b

G

A

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

D

F#m7/b

G

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

A

Zak and Sara! Often Sara would have spells where she lost time She saw the future, she heard voices from inside The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny Because at home they got her smacked La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Zak and Sara! | | | | | Zak and Sara! | | | | |

Bm

E

Zak called his Dad, about lay away plans

A

D

G

Sara told the friendly salesman that

E

You'll all die in your cars

A

And why's it gotta be dark

F#

(

D

) And you're all workin' in a submarine | | | | | She saw the light, she saw a pale English face Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass Visions of pills that put you in a loving trance That make it possible for all white boys to dance And when Zak finished Sara's song, Sara clapped La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Zak and Sara! | | | | | Zak and Sara! | | | | | | | | ...

C

Fmaj7

Good morning son, I am a bird

C

Fmaj7

Wearing a brown polyester shirt

C

Fmaj7

You want a coke? Maybe some fries?

C

G

The roast beef combo's only nine ninety-five

C

Fmaj7

But it's OK, you don't have to pay

C

G

I've got all the change

F5

C5

G5

Everybody knows it hurts to grow up

F5

But everybody does

C5

G5

It's so weird to be back here

F5

C5

Let me tell you what, the years go on

G5

And we're still fighting it

F5

We're still fighting it

C

Fmaj7

C

And you're so much like me

Fmaj7

I'm sorry Good morning son, twenty years from now Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers And I can tell you about today And how I picked you up and everything changed It was pain, sunny days and rain I knew you'd feel the same things Everybody knows it sucks to grow up But everybody does And so weird to be back here Let me tell you what, the years go on

G5

And we're still fighting it

F5

We're still fighting it

C

Fmaj7

You'll try and try

C

Fmaj7

Fm

And one day you'll fly

C

Fmaj7

Away from me

C

Fmaj7

Good morning son, good morning son

C

Fmaj7

Good morning son, I am A bird

C

Fmaj7

(Good morning son)

C

Fmaj7

It was pain, sunny days and rain

C

G

I knew you'd feel the same things Everybody knows it hurts to grow up But everybody does And so weird to be back here Let me tell you what, the years go on

G5

And we're still fighting it

F5

We're still fighting it

C

Fmaj7

C

And you're so much like me

Fmaj7

I'm sorry

F

A

Bb

C

I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know

F

A

Bb

C

In the year since you've been gone I've finally let you go

F

A

Bb

C

And I hope you find some time to drop a note

Am

But if you won't

C

Then you won't

F

A

Bb

C

F

And I --------- will consider you gone

F

A

Bb

C

I know that you went straight to someone else

F

A

Bb

C

While I worked through all this shit here by myself

F

A

Bb

C

And I think that you should spend some time alone

Am

But if you won't

C

Then you won't

F

A

Bb

C

F

And I --------- will consider you gone

F

Dm

I wake up in the night

Bb

C

All alone and it's alright

Dm

G

The chemicals are wearing off

Bb

C#maj7

Since you're gone

F

A

Bb

C

The days go on, the lights go off and on

F

A

Bb

C

And nothing really matters when you're gone

F

A

Bb

C

If you think that you feel nothing at all

Am

If you don't (if you don't)

C

Then you don't (no, you won't)

Am

If you won't

A

Then you won't

F

A

Bb

C

And I -------- will

F

A

Bb

C

Then I ------- will

F

A

B

C

Dm

Bbm

C#maj7

F

Yeah, and I -------- will consider you gone

C

Am7

Em

G7

Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark

C

Am7

Em

G7

There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall

Am7

F

Am7

F

He has cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes

C

G

Things that remind him: "Life has been good"

Fmaj7

Dm11

Twenty-five years he's worked at the paper

C

G

Gsus4

G

A man's here to take him downstairs

C

F

G7

(

C

) And I'm sorry, Mr Jones it's time

C

Am7

Em

G7

There was no party, there were no songs

C

Am7

Em

G7

'Cause today's just a day like the day that he started

Am7

F

Am7

F

No one is left here that knows his first name

C

G

And life barrels on like a runaway train

Fmaj7

Dm11

Where the passengers change they don't change anything

C

G

Gsus4

G

You get off, someone else can get on

C

F

G7

(

C

) And I'm sorry, Mr Jones it's time

Am

Em7

Streetlight shines through the shades

F

C

G/b

Casting lines on the floor and lines on his face

F

C

He reflects on the day

Am7

Em7

Am7

Em7

F

Em7

Am

Em7

F

Em

G

D

Dsus4

D

C

Am7

Em

G7

Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement

C

Am7

Em

G7

Projecting some slides onto a plain white

Am7

F

Am7

F

Canvas and traces it, fills in the spaces

C

G

He turns off the slides, and it doesn't look right

Fmaj7

Dm11

Yeah, and all of these bastards have taken his place

C

G

Gsus4

G

He's forgotten but not yet gone

C

F

G

And I'm sorry, Mr Jones

C

F

G

And I'm sorry, Mr Jones

C

F

G

Cadd9

And I'm sorry, Mr Jones it's time

B7/D# x21202

A7/C# x42020

D6 xx0202

G

D/f#

C/e

D6

D

Pangs, of silence, from the room upstairs

C

G

How's the view there?

G

D7

Do you read what they're saying about you?

G

D7/f#

C/e

D6

That you're no fun, since the war was won

C

G

In fact, you have become

G

D7

Am7

C

All of the things you've always... run... away from

Em

B7/d#

D

A/c#

The ascent of Stan, textbook hippie man

Em

B7/d#

D

A/c#

Get rest while you can

G

D/f#

C/e

D6

D

So where'd the years go? All the time we had?

C

G

G

D7

Being poor was, not such a drag in hindsight

G

D7/f#

C/e

D6

C

G

And you wonder, why your father was, so resigned

G

D7

Am7

C

Now you don't wonder, anymore...

Em

B7/d#

D

A/c#

The ascent of Stan, textbook hippie man

Em

B7/d#

D

A/c#

(

C

) Textbook hippie man, get rest while you can

C

D7

G

C

(Stan...), once you wanted revolution

D7

G

C

(Stan...), now you're the institution

D7

G

(Stan...):

C

D7

G7

How's it feel to be the man? (

Em

) It's no fun to be the man

Em

B7/d#

D

A/c#

C

G

F#7

F#

Bsus4

B

G

D/f#

C/e

D6

C

G

La... da da, da da, da da, da da da

G

/b

D7

Am7

C

La da da da da, da da, la...

Am7

C

And now watch it all go down

Em

B7/d#

D

A/c#

The ascent of Stan, textbook hippie man

Em

B7/d#

D

(Stan), textbook hippie man

A/c#

(

C

) Get rest while you can

C

D7

G

C

(Stan...), once you wanted revolution

D7

G

C

(Stan...), now you're the institution

D7

G

(Stan...)

C

D7

How's it feel to be the man?

G

It's no fun to be the man

F

C

G

The lights are off again, she took me by surprise

F

C

G

She's so sensitive, this shit just happens sometimes

F

C

G

She's my everything, she's my best friend and more

F

C

G

We don't do anything, we didn't do the day

F

Em

Before you go, you oughta know

Eb

That I didn't mean to hurt you

Dsus4

D

I just wanted you to know

G

F

C

Bb

C

Dm

(

C

Dm

) Black tears are falling down her face and I am wrong

G

F

C

Bb

C

Dm

(

C

Dm

) Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done

G

F

C

Bb

C

Dm

(

C

Dm

) She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone

Bb

C

Dm

G

Black tears are falling, falling

G

F

C

G

Remember long ago, together laughing, loving

F

C

G

Oh so long ago, when we were buying something

F

C

G

Life was simple then, but she's not happy now

F

C

G

And I don't feel anything, her lips are moving

F

Em

I am mesmerised by tiny lies

Eb

I'm watching as the shapes

Dsus4

D

Are drawing slowly from her eyes

G

F

C

Bb

C

Dm

(

C

Dm

) Black tears are falling down her face and I am wrong

G

F

C

Bb

C

Dm

(

C

Dm

) Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done

G

F

C

Bb

C

Dm

(

C

Dm

) She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone

Bb

C

Dm

C

Black tears are falling, falling

Bb

C

Dm

C

Dsus4

D

Black tears are falling, falling

Am7

D

Losing Lisa

Am7

D

Losing Lisa

F

Losing Lisa

Dsus4

D

Dsus4

D

And there's nothing I can do

G

F

C

Bb

Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)

G

F

C

Bb

Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)

G

F

C

Bb

Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)

G

F

C

Bb/f

Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)

Bbmaj7 x13231 Csus4 x33011

Em7/D xx0000 Dm6 xx0201

D6 xx0202 C13 xx5355

Gm7/C x33333

D

G

|

D

G

C

F

|

C

F

D

G

|

D

G

C

F

|

C

Bbmaj7

D

Em7/d

D

D

D7

Her window was hung like a painting

D6

Bbmaj7

She worried it might come to life

D/a

A7

She stared for hours

D

D7/c

So obsessed was I, and self-absorbed that I

Bm7

Bbmaj7

D/a

A

Didn't see that she was, crying

Gm7

Gm7/c

There was always someone carrying

Fmaj7

Bbmaj7

There was always someone carrying

Gm

Csus4

C

D

Always someone's carrying, Cathy

D

G

|

D

G

C

F

|

C

D

D7/c

There were times when I'd find myself saying that

D6

Bbmaj7

"Friends, you don't understand"

D/a

A7

And she's different, when it's just me and her

D

D7/c

And I closed the door and I tried to hang on

Bm7

Bbmaj7

D/a

A

And she sank into the dark. I was over my head

Gm7

Gm7/c

There was always someone carrying

Fmaj7

Bbmaj7

There was always someone carrying

Gm

Csus4

C

(

D

) Always someone's carrying, Cathy

Bbmaj7

D

We gave you everything, you could have been anything

Bbmaj7

D

We gave you everything, you could have done anything

Bbmaj7

Dm6

D

Dm6

D

But to imagine a fall, with no one at all to catch you

Gm7

C13

Fmaj7

|

Bb

|

Gm7

C13

D

There'd always been someone...

Gm7

C13

Then one night, she climbed into the picture frame

Fmaj7

Bbmaj7

Gm7

C7

D

G

D

Out in the frozen air, and out, of sight

D

D7

Woke up sad from this dream I've been having

D6

Bbmaj7

D/a

A7

The last couple nights or so

D

D7/c

With her father and brothers, we're all at the funeral

Bm7

Bbmaj7

Carrying a box through the rain

D/a

A7

Then somebody says that it's always been this way

Gm7

Gm7/c

Always someone's carrying

Fmaj7

Bbmaj7

There was always someone carrying

Gm

Csus4

C

(

D

) Always someone's carrying, Cathy

C

G/c

You took a trip and climbed a tree

Ddim/c

C

At Robert Sledge's party

C

G/c

And there you stayed 'til morning came

Ddim/c

C

And you were not the same after that You gave your life to Jesus Christ And after all your friends went home You came down, you looked around And you were not the same after that

Am7

Fmaj7

Aaah Aaah

C

G

You were not the same after that

Am7

Fmaj7

Aaah Aaah

C

G

You were not the same after that

Fmaj7

You see them drop like flies

G

From the bright sunny skies

Fmaj7

They come knocking at your door

G

With this look in their eyes

Fmaj7

You got one good trick

G

And you're hangin' on, you're hangin' on

Csus2

To it... You took the word and made it heard And eased the people's pain and for that You were idolized, immortalized You were not the same after that Walking tall, you'd bought it all You were not the same after that Till someone died on the water slide And you were not the same after that You see them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You got one good trick And you're hangin' on You're hangin' on To it...

Am7

Fmaj7

C

G

Ooh ooh ooh (You were not the same)

Am7

Fmaj7

C

G

Ooh ooh ooh You see them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You got one good trick And you're hangin' on You're hangin' on

Fmaj7

(You see them drop like flies)

G

Fmaj7

You're hangin' on

G

Fmaj7

You're hangin' on

G

You're hangin' on

C

G/c

Ddim/c

C

C

G/c

Ddim/c

C

C

D

F

C

x4

e|-----------------|-----------------|

B|---------1-3-----|---------1-1-----|

G|--0-0-2-------2--|--0-0-2----------|

D|-----------------|--------------2--|

A|-----------------|-----------------|

E|-----------------|-----------------| x3

C

D

F

Lemme tell y'all what it's like, being male, middle class and white It's a bitch, if you don't believe, listen up to my new CD. (Shamon!) I got shit running through my brain, so intense that I can't explain All alone in my white boy pain, shake your booty while the band complains

C

D

F

C

C

D

F

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson did

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, except that he was talented

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, take the cheques and face the facts

D

F

That some producer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks I'm pissed off but I'm too polite, When people break in the McDonald's line Mom and dad, you made me so uptight, gonna cuss on the mic tonight

D

F

Dunno how much I can take

C

D

Girl, give me something I can break

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, except that they were talented

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, take the cheques and face the facts

D

F

That some producer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks

C

F

C

F

e|-------------------------|--------------------------|

B|-------------------------|--------------------------|

G|------------2-2--0--2-4--|------------2-2--5-5-5-4--|

D|--2-0-2--5---------------|--2-0-2--5----------------|

A|-------------------------|--------------------------|

E|-------------------------|--------------------------| x2

C

F

C

F

In a haze these days, I pull up to the stoplight

C

F

I can feel that something's not right

C

F

C

F

I can feel someone's blasting me with hate and bass

C

F

Sending dirty thoughts my way

C

F

'Cause my great, great, great, great, granddad

C

F

C

F

Was someone's great, great, great, great, granddady's slaves

C

F

C

F

C

F

It wasn't my idea, it wasn't my idea, never was my idea

D

F

(

C

) Just go to the store, for some Preparation-H...

C

D

F

Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white

C

D

It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...

F

C

It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...

D

It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...

F

FUCK!!

D

F

C

Just like John Bon Jovi did

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, except that he was talented

D

F

C

I'm rocking the suburbs, take the cheques and face the facts

D

F

That some producer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks

F

C

G

F

These days... yeah, yeah

F

C

G

F

I'm rocking the suburbs... yeah, yeah

F

C

G

F

I'm rocking the suburbs... yeah, yeah (

F

) You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck

G7 323000

Am7/G 302010

Abmaj7 4x665x

Ebmaj7 x68686

Dm9 x5535x

C

E7

Am7

F

C

E7

Am7

F

C

E7

Am7

G7

C

E7

Am7

F

Lucretia walks into a room

C

E7

Am7

Am7/g

Fmaj7

Abmaj7

Because she does it's not the same room

Cmaj7

E7

Am7

F

C

E7

Am7

F

The one she wanted to be in, she says

C

E7

Am7

Am7/g

Fmaj7

"Everywhere I go, damn, there I am"

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

And I just wanna walk away

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

Won't you let me walk away sometimes?

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

Won't you let me walk away?

Abmaj7

Everyone one of you is fired

C

E7

Am7

F

C

E7

Am7

F

C

E7

Am7

Fmaj7

C

E7

Am7

F

I'm just an ordinary guy

C

E7

Am7

Am7/g

Fmaj7

Abmaj7

And all I want is to be loved, is that so wrong?

Cmaj7

E7

Am7

Fmaj7

Don't think that I don't know

C

E7

Am7

Fmaj7

What you're saying about me

Cmaj7

E7

Am7

Am7/g

Fmaj7

I hear it all through these thin walls

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

And I just wanna walk away

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

Won't you let me walk away sometimes?

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

And I just wanna walk away

Abmaj7

Every one of you is fired

Ebmaj7

Every one of you is oh oh oh oh

Abmaj7

Dm7

Dmaj7

Dm7/g

Every one of you is fired

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

And I just wanna walk away

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

Won't you let me walk away this time?

Abmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

'Cause I just wanna walk away

Abmaj7

Every one of you is fired

Ebmaj7

Every one of you is, oh oh oh oh

Abmaj7

Every one of you is fired

Ebmaj7

Every one of you is, oh oh oh oh

Fmaj7

Cmaj7

Fmaj7

Dm9

G7

Fired...

Abmaj7

C

Motherfucker!...

D

A

D

G

I don't get many things right the first time

D

Bm

C

In fact, I am told that a lot

A

/c#

Now I know all the wrong turns

D

G

D

Bm

F#m

A

The stumbles and falls brought me here

Bm

G

Bm

And where was I before the day

E

A

That I first saw your lovely face?

F#m

G

Now I see it every day

D

A

And I know

D

A

Bm

F#m

That I am, I am

G

D

A

D

A

I am the luckiest What if I'd been born fifty years before you In a house on the street where you live Maybe I'd be outside As you passed on your bike. Would I know? And in a wide sea of eyes I see one pair That I recognize And I know That I am, I am I am the luckiest

Em

Bm

I love you more than I have

Bm

D

G

D

A

Ever found a way to say to you Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties And one day, passed away in his sleep And his wife, she stayed For a couple of days and passed away I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way To tell you that I know We belong That I know That I am, I am

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I am the luckiest