[Intro]
Em7 A Em7 A Em7 A D
[Verse]
D
When they stole that van
From in front of my house
G
There was a part of me tied to engine
A
Maybe I was the engine
G
Dragging those boys through the desert
A
Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
G
Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
A
Good chords locked in the glovebox
D
Pull it all downstairs
In the red light bar
On the carpeted Stage
G
The ceiling comes down to my ballcap
A
Outside the air weighs a hundred pounds
G
Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
A
Everything black but the concrete
D
You take the front seat
I’ll try to drive
It’s hard enough singing
G
When the hotel chokes on your memories
A
Maybe let’s watch The Sopranos
G
Maybe let’s order Chinese
A
The laundry machine isn’t breathing
[Fill]
Em7 A Em7 A Em7 A D
D
I write about Julie
In a little white chair
There’s nothing for music
G
There’s styrofoam crushed in the garbage
A
Someone says let’s get a move on
G
Aw man I’m just gettin my groove on
A
There’s sleeping bags over their shoulders
D
I thought you were crying
You said you through
For good, nothing funny
G
It always goes that way this time
A
San Francisco in the nighttime
G
Pacing outside of the grocery store
A
Saying I can’t do this
D
We went in the woods
It was just me and you
The river was dry
G
You pulled me down under the water
A
Funny what makes you feel cared for
G
Funny how well I remember
A
What a relief to be grateful
G
The blood leaks right out of my body
A
Right out of my body
D
At the family reunion
Above ground pool
There were uncles all over
G
Nieces on edges of buildings
A
Peering down into the party
G
Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
A
Lemonade stains on their tank tops
G
We went away to a coat room
A
Lay still there under a window
G
Called out the names of your brothers
A
The truth is I live to roll over
[Outro]
Em7
[Intro]
Em7 A Em7 A Em7 A D
[Verse]
D
When they stole that van
From in front of my house
G
There was a part of me tied to engine
A
Maybe I was the engine
G
Dragging those boys through the desert
A
Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
G
Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
A
Good chords locked in the glovebox
D
Pull it all downstairs
In the red light bar
On the carpeted Stage
G
The ceiling comes down to my ballcap
A
Outside the air weighs a hundred pounds
G
Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
A
Everything black but the concrete
D
You take the front seat
I’ll try to drive
It’s hard enough singing
G
When the hotel chokes on your memories
A
Maybe let’s watch The Sopranos
G
Maybe let’s order Chinese
A
The laundry machine isn’t breathing
[Fill]
Em7 A Em7 A Em7 A D
D
I write about Julie
In a little white chair
There’s nothing for music
G
There’s styrofoam crushed in the garbage
A
Someone says let’s get a move on
G
Aw man I’m just gettin my groove on
A
There’s sleeping bags over their shoulders
D
I thought you were crying
You said you through
For good, nothing funny
G
It always goes that way this time
A
San Francisco in the nighttime
G
Pacing outside of the grocery store
A
Saying I can’t do this
D
We went in the woods
It was just me and you
The river was dry
G
You pulled me down under the water
A
Funny what makes you feel cared for
G
Funny how well I remember
A
What a relief to be grateful
G
The blood leaks right out of my body
A
Right out of my body
D
At the family reunion
Above ground pool
There were uncles all over
G
Nieces on edges of buildings
A
Peering down into the party
G
Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
A
Lemonade stains on their tank tops
G
We went away to a coat room
A
Lay still there under a window
G
Called out the names of your brothers
A
The truth is I live to roll over
[Outro]
Em7
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