Verse 1:
Bb (x1333x@1)                                  FSomebody (133211@1)told me Hollywood was slowly burning,
     Ebdim (2312xx@1)                  Gm (355333@1)  Gm7
So I went with my own eyes to see.
      Eb (x43121@3)                       Bb (x1333x@1)   
And I landed in places where the make-up on the faces
        Ebdim (2312xx@1)          Gm (355333@1)   Gm7 
Telling stories on color TV.
         Eb (x43121@3)                    F (133211@1)                                BbBut (x1333x@1)it's hard to believe you can find, what you're looking for,
FAnymore. (133211@1)
Verse 2:
Somebody told me not to spend it all on Sundays,
So I went with my own eyes to see,
That the doors'll stay open for praying and hopin',
Come and get your share,
If you have a care, oh no.
But it's hard to believe that you can find what you're looking for, anymore.

Chorus:
        Bb (x1333x@1)                  AbAnd (xx1114@1)the way that I make is my own,
      F (133211@1)              BbBut (x1333x@1)I know what I'm in for.
                                 AbAnd (xx1114@1)it's hard to know how to get home,
      F (133211@1)               BbBut (x1333x@1)I know, what I'm in for.

Solo: Use verse chords

Verse 3:
I heard a lot of talk about a revolution,
So I went with my own eyes to see,
That I'm confused by the colors of such expensive clothes,
Pays for so many problems I see,
But it's hard to believe that you can find,
What you're looking for, oh no. 

Repeat chorus