A(not actually played) B5
Some men collapse at the racetrack
D5 A5
Their wrong and beat up, their eyes black
B5
Others wilt in casinos
D5 A5
Roll dice and piss away speedboats
B5
Some dissolve into bar stools
D5 A5
Scratched off in boxes and playoff pools
B5
I spent myself on a psychic
D5 A5
I lost my way and a friend said she would find it
D5 - F#5 - B5
Man, we were wrong.
F#5 - E5 - A5
Man, we were wrong.
D5
I asked for the future,
E5 A5
She only sang me a song.
B5
Some men they go make their own luck
D5 A5
Grow fat from feeding on lame ducks
B5
The easy mark and the old maid
D5 A5
The invalid and the ingrate
B5
Others wait for that high sign
D5 A5
Some holy hoax in the tree-line
B5
Me, I'm counting my canned food
D5 A5
Bunkered down waiting out our slingshot moods
D5 - F#5 - B5
But what if I'm wrong?
F#5 - E5 - A5
What if I'm wrong?
D5
I'll open my doors up
E5 A5
People, come sweep me along.
Interlude:
B5 , D5 , E5 , A5 x2
B5 , D5 , F#5 , B5 , C#5
B5
Eyes are fixed and my palms are spread
D5 A5
Dissonance floats my shipwrecked head
B5
God sleeps in the Gaza strip
D5 A5
And man alone's left alone to live with it
B5
The coin-flip faith of the optimist
D5 A5
It's beginners luck in a sewing kit
B5
What's to do when there is no fix
D5 A5
On the unflinching ambivalence?
D5 - F#5 - B5
But you say that's wrong
F#5 - E5 - A5
Hopeless and wrong
D5
We re-thread your needle,
E5 A5
You say, "God, play along."
