Congratulations

    G   F#/G   Em   D    C   B/C   Am    G7    C7
E|--3----2-----0---------0----0----0-----1------0---------------------
B|--0----0-----0----3----1----1----1-----0------1---------------------
G|--0----0-----0----2----0----0----2-----0------3---------------------
D|--0----0-----2----0----2---------2-----0------2---------------------
A|--2----------2---------3----2----0-----2------3---------------------
E|--3----2-----0-------------------------3----------------------------

The verse is just a simple chord progression:

*Note: The chords are pretty much above the exact syllables
       of each lyric.


[Verse 1]

G   F#/G        Em     D
    Dead in the water
C          B/C      Am
It's not a paid vacation
G      F#/G       Em           D       C
    The sons and daughters of city officials
 B/C          Am
Attend demonstrations
G       F#/G      Em        D
    It's hardly a sink or swim
     C         B/C       Am
When all is well if the ticket sells


[Break 1:]

G  F#/G  Em  D  C  B/C  Am  Am


[Verse 2]

G   F#/G       Em    D
    Out with a wimper
C          B/C      Am
It's not a blaze of glory

G           F#/G            Em
    You look down from your temple
   D        C        B/C         Am
As people endeavor to make it a story
G       F#/G     Em      D
    And chisel a marble word
    C        B/C         Am
But all is lost if it's never heard


[Break 2:]

G   C7   G   G7

[Chorus]

C
But I've got someone to make reports
D
That tell me how my money's spent
C
To book my stays and draw my blinds
D
So I can't see what's really there
D
And all I need's a great big congratulations

G  F#/G  Em  D  C  B/C  Am  Am


Just repeat for the rest of the song:

[Verse 3]

I'll keep your dreams
You pay attention for me
As strange as it seems
I'd rather dissolve than have you ignore me
The ground may be moving fast
But I tied my boots to a broken mast

[Break 1]

[Verse 4]

The difference is clear
You throw it in your cauldron

Rust and veneer, dusk and dawn
Steinways and Baldwins
You start with a simple stock of all the waste
And salt to taste

[Break 2]

[Chorus 2]

But damn my luck and damn these friends
That keep on combing back their smiles
I save my grace with half-assed guilt
And lay down the quilt upon the lawn
Spread my arms and soak up congratulations

• Am
• B/C
• C
• C7
• D
• Em
• F#/G

  5
• G
• G7