G                   D                        C
Didn't I hear you say your heart's made out of steel
G                   D
And no one's gonna get so close
                       C
No one's gonna know how you feel
D
Now you're a punch drunk sycophant
C
A little SOB
   D
You say your mind is made up
C                                       G
Isn't that the way that it's supposed to be?

[Chorus]
G          D          C
And it's a long way down
G           D         C
And it's a long, long way down

[Verse 2]
G              D                                 C
Walking that tall your head is going to trip your feet
G               D
Walking with the devil's fine
                C
Just don't call it looking for sympathy
 D
When it's four a.m. and mister you can't sleep
C
Beause your blood's still rushing at cocaine speed
 D
And you know all that you need's a little baby to say
C                                       G
Mister, cool down won't you let me fade those blues away

[Chorus]
G         D           C
And it's a long way down
G            D        C
And it's a long, long way down
G           D          C
And when you hit the ground
G           D           C
You're going to know about it

[Verse 3]
G                 D                         C
Mister, let's you and me see if we can't make a deal
G                                          D
I'll give you the world and all you've got to do
     C
Is cry for me

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 3]
G                 D                     C
The reason it's a cliche is because it's true
 G                                 D
The harder you climb, the harder you fall
      C
And that means you

   D
So mister hard head, hard nose, heart out of steel
     C
You're just a punch drunk sycophant, a little SOB

[Outro]
G                D           C
And it's a long, it's a long way down
G                D           C
And it's a long, long way down
               F        C
And when you hit the ground
                   G
You're going to know about it