G#m                            E
Everybody's got themselves a plan
    B                                F#
And everybody thinks they'll be the man, including the girls
      G#m                                     E
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band are singer-songwriters
     B                     F#
The rest of us are DJ's or    official club photographers


      G#m                                  E
And tonight I'm playin' another Nambucca show
        B                                  F#
So I'm going through my phonebook, texting everyone I know
            G#m                                    E
And quite a few I don't whose numbers found their way into my phone
          B                            E
But they might come along anyway, you never really know


[Verse 2]
     B               F#       G#m
And none of this is going anywhere
            E                F#
And pretty soon we'll all be old
     B            F#              G#m
And no one left alive will really care
            E
About our glory days when we sold our souls

            F#
But if it's all about the destination
      G#m             E
Then take a fucking flight
        F#                       G#m            F#
We’re going nowhere slowly, but seeing all the sights


[Verse 3]
       E               B      F#
We're definitely going to hell
                B             F#       G#m    F#
but we’ll have all the best stories to tell
            E          B        F#
Yeah we’re definitely going to hell
               B              F#        B
but we’ll have all the best stories to tell

         B          F#       G#m    F#
And I'm definitely going to hell
               B              F#        B
but we’ll have all the best stories to tell