Some Song

G#              C#                   G#
It's a junky dream, makes you so uptight
                C#                     G#
yeah, it's halloween tonight and every night
                      C#                   G#
hear you scratch your skin, your sandpaper throat
                  C#           G#
you're a symphony man with one fckng note
                 C#            G#
how they beat you up week after week
                  C#                    G#
and when you grow up, you're gonna be a freak
                          A             F#
want a violent girl who's not scared of anything

B       F#      G#          E*
                    help me kill my
B       F#      G#            E*
time                'cos I'll never be
B       F#      G#          E*
fine                help me kill my
B       F#      G#
time

C#               G#                 C#
you went down to look at old Dallas town
where you must be sick just to hang around
seen it on TV how to kill your man
then like Gacy's scene a canvas in your hand
you better call your mom she's out looking for you
in the jail and the army and the hospital too
but those people there couldn't do anything for you

help me kill my time
cos' I'll never be fine
help me kill my time
help me kill my time
help me kill my time
cos' I'll never be fine
help me kill my time (ends on G#)