Intro:  {D (one strum)}
            D                               Em
 Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
        G                                 A
 In the shadow of tenticled towers by the red light of America

    D                Em                  G                         
 I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying
  A                         D                        Em     
 And the underground heroes of the tarmack shooting smack were 
   G
blowing up worlds and

 A
 Damned out loud
 D           Em                  A
 Hey can you tell me how does it feel?
 Chorus 1:
     G                 D            A
 Yeah tell me,  can you imagine  for a second
 A                          D      
 Doing anything   that you don't have to
      G                 D
  Well that's what I'm accustomed to 
        A
 So hooray for me ...
 **Intro
            D                          Em
 When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
         G                                 A
 My angels devils revelers shook me desperately in dying
   D                Em                 A
 I don't exactly want to apologize for anything
              D              Em               G
 And now, we're all mad and tangled in secret rooms
 A
 With Roman candles
 D           Em          A
 On an endless graveyard train
 Chorus 2:
      A                 G            D
 Yeah tell me,  can you imagine  for a second
 A                          D      
 Doing anything just 'cos you want to
      G                 D
 Well that's just what I do  
        A
 So hooray for me ...

            D                    D      
 Yeah I was dreaming through the “how’s life”
         A              D        G
 Yawning car black on my mind,  She told
                   A            
 Me that I’m meaningless as ever
 G                                D
 And a song came on my radio like a cemetery
                                       A
 Rhyme for a million crying corpses in their
 
 Tragedy of respectable existence
 
 Chorus 3:
         G                         D
 Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
   A                       D
 Trying half the things you ever wanted to
         G             D
 Well that's just what I do 
        A
 So hooray for me... Oh yeah
 Chorus 4:
         G                 D
 I'm not respectable, never sensible
          A                  D
 Maybe incredible, so damn irrascible
         G            D
 I like the things I do 
        A                  D
 So hooray for me... And f**k you