F#m7  - 2x222x 
G       - 3x0030 

Intro- A, Db7, D, A X2

A                   Db7                             D 
Before you say a word I should tell you that I've heard it all before
                 A
And you should probably save your breath
                      Db7                            D
Your feelings of disgust, your thinly veiled mistrust
                                  A
My friends have lectured me to death

A                    Db7                     D
The people on the news predicted he would lose
                            A
And this was never part of anybody's thoughts
                               Db7                          
But something must have gave, or someone must have caved
                  D                                       A
'Cause now he's up there and they're calling all the shots

 A                                            Db7
And now most everyone's been taking turns at pointing out the flaws
    D                         A
Accusing us of sabotage and fracturing the cause
                                   Db7                            
With fingers pointing everywhere and flapping of the jaws
         D                              A
I just avert my eyes and take the abuse

A                            Db7
In social situations I keep mostly to myself
        D                             A
'Cause no one wants to hear about my failing mental health
                                Db7    
And party conversation, I just keep it on the shelf
              D                               A
'Cause I've discovered it's of very little use

A             D
And now I'm here
                  A
Stopped at the red light
              Bm7
Watching the headlights
    F#m7                          D
And what if it's all a trick that I fell for
               A                             Bm7    G    D
It's happened before more times than I would care to own up to
                       A
And I don't know about you
                        Bm7
But I've been getting so tired
   F#m7                     D
Of holding out my thumb for salvation
         A                            Bm7     G      D  
The indication is that no one really feels like slowing down

A Db7 D A X2


A                    Db7                   D
I listen to the Clash, I separate my trash
                          A
I'm pretty vocal when I feel like things are getting out of hand
                    Db7                       D
But nothing that I do is ever getting through
                       A
And I just wonder if nobody understands at all

A                        Db7                              D
The revolution won't be televised 'cause television's free
                      A
And no one's really sure just what the price is going to be
                       Db7                          D
We're slowly going broke, our scene's become a joke
                           A
For coked-up funnymen and everyone but me

A                            Db7                         D
I like to think that what we had was more than just a fad
                           A
That it was rooted in some bigger kind of truth
                                    Db7                        
But friends just shake their heads, make jokes about the Dead
    D                                   A
And tell me that they used to think the same things in their youth

D                   A
I'm stopped at the red light
               Bm7
Watching for headlights
    F#m7                           D
And what if it's all a trick that I fell for
               A                             Bm7    G    D
It's happened before more times than I would care to own up to
                       A
And I don't know about you
                      Bm7
But I've been getting so tired
   F#m7                      D
Of holding out my thumb for salvation
         A                           Bm7       G     D 
The indication is that no one really feels like slowing down