F#m    E         A
Your star is descending
             Abm
Round here blindly
F#m                E
Tell your dancing daughter
              A              Abm
That there's no room on the wing
F#m     E
We can bitch
              A
but it ain't tinsel town
      Abm
Hey! Starchild
F#m   E
Can't dance
         A             Abm
Left out on a useless limb

A     B           E
This party will start
             C#m
To drag you down
A          B
Slap your face
               E    G#
And pull your hair

F#m    A    F#m    A
Bailed out, bailed out
F#m    A      G          A
Bailed out, this skin is shed
D      E     D     E
Bailed out, bailed out
D      E      C#m          Gm
Bailed out, this thing is dead

F#m        E
I was in traction
              A
started off smiling
               Abm
Couldn't help laughing
F#m      E
I was astounded when
      A             Abm
They caught you unaware
F#m             E
And some missionary said
           A
That this week we've got to shoot
         Abm
All the dancing girls
F#m          E
And then replace them
      A             Abm
With satellites instead

A     B           E
This party will start
             C#m
To drag you down
A          B
Slap your face
               E    G#
And pull your hair

F#m    A    F#m    A
Bailed out, bailed out
F#m    A      G          A
Bailed out, this skin is shed
D      E     D     E
Bailed out, bailed out
D      E      C#m          Gm
Bailed out, this thing is dead

E                       F#m
Like to see something change
        A             D            C#m
Around here, around there, around here

D     E           A
This party will start
             F#m
To drag you down
D          E
Slap your face
               A    G#
And pull your hair

F#m    A    F#m    A
Bailed out, bailed out
F#m    A      G            A
Bailed out, this skin is shed
D      E     D     E
Bailed out, bailed out
D      E      C#m          Gm
Bailed out, this thing is dead

( F#m )