B          F#
Sixty five miles an hour
E
I’m not home yet
          F#
Telephone poles get
           B
blurred together, in gray weather
          F#
till they look like crucifixes
      E
Until something in me thinks if
             F#
I was nimble enough,
              B
I’d climb one up and be a symbol
       F#
giving cars a heart attack
                 E
cause I’ve got a knack for these shock tactics
                       F#
and I want my suburb back.

       B
But it was never mine,
             F#
besides, I’d never crucify
            E
myself, and Jesus of Suburbia’s
                  F#
a myth that never died

            B
Homecoming queen, not in my dreams
             F#                  F# F
I'll be homecoming serf, it seems
E
but hey, it doesn’t even bother me
      E                              F#  E
We’ve moved away, and who needs royalty?

[Chorus]
E    F#            B   B/A#
   I love vacation days
       G#m         F#       E
It’s a blacked out haze I’m in
            F#
This cul de sac is coming
B     B/A# G#m  F#   E
back, back back back back

E     F#                   B   B/A#
Who cares if we're obscure
G#m        F#
Homecoming serf
E                 F#               G     G#m
I know this quiet life, it used to hurt
              E                 F#              B
but now we're dancing round and laughing in the dirt

[Verse 2]
     B
It's barely one pm
       F#
And my cooking's barely done
       E                                                   F#
and my thighs feel like the chicken breast I hated slicing up
             B                     F#
I think I'll be a vegetarian, kill two birds with one stone
            E
I’ll lose a stone, I'll feel humane
                           F#
I cook the meat and eat it anyway

   B
I think that I’ll rebel now
         F#
Not like my age is too late
               E
I’m still half straight but I can easily
                   F#
act gayer than fck h8

              B
And I'll tell kids to smoke cigs and weed
   F#
despite the surgeon’s warning
         E
I’ll eat LSD soaked mini wheats
                                      F#
in white russians for breakfast every morning

[Chorus]
E   F#                  B
   I love vacation days
B/A#      G#m        F#        E
   It’s a blacked out haze I’m in
            F#
This cul de sac is coming
B     B/A# G#m  F#   E
back, back back back back

E     F#                   B   B/A#
  Who cares if we're obscure
    G#m     F#
Homecoming serf
  E               F#               G    G#m
I know this quiet life, it used to hurt
              E                 F#              B
but now we're dancing round and laughing in the dirt

[Interlude]
E           F#         G     G#m
La la la la la la la la la                  x3
E           F#        B
La la la la la la la la

[Verse 3]
      B
Don’t think I'm pointing fingers
          F#
These are crocodile tears
             E
It's no ones fault but mine

That I shut up
                    F#
For all of eighteen years

           B
But now my friends are driving out
            F#
We’re gonna walk around the mall
             E
We'll be the youngest there
                                F#
Who cares, we'll call ourselves adults

[Bridge]
E     F#               B
   At least I’ve got a cat,
B/A#        G#m      F#      E
 though she hates me bad, it seems
       F#             B B/A#   G#m   F#
but we reign over the SUVs and dairy queens
     E         F#
This isn't lyricism
         B        B/A#       G#m  F#
I'm just dropping rhymes like flies
E                  F#
Let’s go freak out everyone
   G                  G#m
No reason, who knows why?

               E
What’s on your mind?
    F#                G              G#m
not like I’ve got the time to stick around,
              E
I’ll catch my flight,
            F#                G               G#m
make like a pop punk kid, and get out of this town
               E
What’s on your mind?
           F#            G               G#m
There’s no point left to keep your image down,
        E     F#
Let’s terrify

[Chorus]
E    F#            B
   I love vacation days
B/A#      G#m         F#       E
   It’s a blacked out haze I’m in
            F#
This cul de sac is coming
B     B/A# G#m  F#   E
back, back back back back

E    F#                B
 Who cares if we're obscure
B/A# G#m    F#
 Homecoming serf
  E               F#               G   G#m  F#
I know this quiet life, it used to hurt
              E                 F#              G    G#m  F#
but now we're dancing round and laughing in the dirt

     E               F#            G     G#m  F#
This one goes out to my homecoming serfs
      E                F#            G     G#m  F#
Yeah, pour one out for my homecoming serfs
     E               F#            G     G#m  F#
This one goes out to my homecoming serfs
      E                 F#              B
We’re dancing round and laughing in the dirt