[Instrumental Intro]
F# E
(x8)
[Verse 1]
F# E
You play guitar for perfect – strangers
F# E
You write some words they try to sell
F# E
And then you sing these things in public
F# E
— Sometimes not very well
F# E
You get paid to go to parties
F# E
Drinking colors…talking trash…
F# E
And you get laid because you’re – ‘arty’
F# E
And wonder why it never lasts
[Chorus]
C F
– Maybe these are wonders
G Am
– More than we may know
C F
– Well I hate to steal your thunder
G E
– You ain’t nothing special
G F#
You’re no more celestial than anyone else
C
As far as I can tell
E G
Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see
F# G A C
And everyone wants their distant dreams
[Interlude]
F# E
(x2)
[Verse 2]
F# E
So sure enough they want your – picture
F# E
— And your deepest point of view
F# E
— You should know you’re not that – pretty
F# E
— And you haven’t got a clue
F# E
— But how you love the adoration
F# E
— You believe your ‘in-house’ – press
F# E
— And half the critics always – hate you
F# E
— So you get horribly depressed
[Chorus]
C F
– Maybe these are wonders
G Am
– More than we may know
C F
– Well I hate to steal your thunder
G E
– You ain’t nothing special
G F#
You’re no more celestial than anyone else
C
As far as I can tell
E G
Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see
[Outro]
G E
– You ain’t nothing special
G F#
You’re no more celestial than anyone else
C
As far as I can tell
E G
Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see
C F# A C
And I am the snake who bites his own tail
[Instrumental Intro]
F# E
(x8)
[Verse 1]
F# E
You play guitar for perfect – strangers
F# E
You write some words they try to sell
F# E
And then you sing these things in public
F# E
— Sometimes not very well
F# E
You get paid to go to parties
F# E
Drinking colors…talking trash…
F# E
And you get laid because you’re – ‘arty’
F# E
And wonder why it never lasts
[Chorus]
C F
– Maybe these are wonders
G Am
– More than we may know
C F
– Well I hate to steal your thunder
G E
– You ain’t nothing special
G F#
You’re no more celestial than anyone else
C
As far as I can tell
E G
Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see
F# G A C
And everyone wants their distant dreams
[Interlude]
F# E
(x2)
[Verse 2]
F# E
So sure enough they want your – picture
F# E
— And your deepest point of view
F# E
— You should know you’re not that – pretty
F# E
— And you haven’t got a clue
F# E
— But how you love the adoration
F# E
— You believe your ‘in-house’ – press
F# E
— And half the critics always – hate you
F# E
— So you get horribly depressed
[Chorus]
C F
– Maybe these are wonders
G Am
– More than we may know
C F
– Well I hate to steal your thunder
G E
– You ain’t nothing special
G F#
You’re no more celestial than anyone else
C
As far as I can tell
E G
Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see
[Outro]
G E
– You ain’t nothing special
G F#
You’re no more celestial than anyone else
C
As far as I can tell
E G
Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see
C F# A C
And I am the snake who bites his own tail