Intro- F Bb Cm Bb

F         Bb        Cm            Bb
We've got old news, wrapped up in old blues
   A     G#         G              A          G#       G
We can't afford the call, hell, we don't know where we are
A                                      Cm   Bb
C'mon, we're dead on our feet but we're walking
F          Bb             Cm           Bb  
We've been stripped down, hog-tied and found out
    A        G#     G           A        G#   G
And thrown into the choir, like sticks into a fire
A                                                Cm      Bb
C'mon, I'm sleeping in the street, casuse its so easy to dream
                       F
But so hard to say goodnight
F          Bb         Cm         Bb       A       G#   G 
We've been toiling in transistor soil and digging up a voice
       A      G#       G
from a fallow field of noise
A                           Cm    Bb
A dog from the past started barking
F          Bb             Cm           Bb  
We've been stripped down, hog-tied and found out
    A        G#     G           A        G#   G
And thrown into the choir, like sticks into a fire
A                                                Cm      Bb
C'mon, I'm sleeping in the street, casuse its so easy to dream
                       F
But so hard to say goodnight