[Intro] F7  Dm  G  Am  F7  C7  G
        F7  Dm  G  Am  F7  C7  G

[Primeira Parte]

F7           Dm
Even an Undertaker
G                           Am
Can never get his hands out clean
F             C7                G
Smile, we can fake it, we're so mean
F7                      Dm
So who you really wanna please?
G                             Am
And what you really want from me?
F7                            C7               G
'Cause all I really got right now fits through teeth

[Pré-Refrão]

F7                   G  Am
Oh, the places we'll go
F7             C7     G
With all the life I hold
F7                     G    Am
On our way, soon we'll know
F7                    C7  G
Before my hands turn cold

[Refrão]

F7                                  C7
Heaven knows no place for junk like me
G             F7                C7  Em
I'm thrown away and gone to waste
F7                             C7
Heaven has no space for what I need
G             F7
I'm thrown away and gone to waste
C7            Em
A world away, a jaded fantasy

[Solo] F7  C7  F7  C7

[Segunda Parte]

F7                 Dm
Even the stars are dead now
G               Am
People taken by machine
F7               C7               G
Lost in a mystic skyline, Bowie's Dreams
F7                            Dm
So what's the point of living clean
G                                    Am
When you're hiding dirt beneath your feet?
F7                         C7               G
And all I really got right now fits through teeth

[Refrão]

F7                                  C7
Heaven knows no place for junk like me
G             F7                C  Em
I'm thrown away and gone to waste
F7                             C7
Heaven has no space for what I need
G             F7
I'm thrown away and gone to waste
C7            Em
A world away, a jaded fantasy

[Solo] F7  G  Am  F7  C  G
       F7  G  Am  F7  C  G

F7                    G  Am
Oh, the places we'll go
F7             C7     G
With all the life I hold
F7                     G    Am
On our way, soon we'll know
F7                    C7  G
Before my hands turn cold
F7                                  C7
Heaven knows no place for junk like me