C# , Bbm

C#
C'mon we're young, we're young
                     Bbm
Yet we'll be dead as soon
C#
C'mon we came, we came
                  Bbm
From our mother's womb to swoon

C#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
F#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
C#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
F#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

A
Adopting this young spirit of sin
C
To make the most before we turn to ghost
Em
Before, old friend, life's just a means to an end
A
To make the most before we turn to ghost

C# , Bbm x 1

C#
Swig the bottle, bottle
                 Bbm
Slap the face of Aristotle
C#
Race me, race me, race me, race me
                    Bbm
In your fourth hand jalopy

C#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
F#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
C#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
F#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

A
Adopting this young spirit of sin
C
To make the most before we turn to ghost
Em
Before, old friend, life's just a means to an end
A
To make the most before we turn to ghost

C# , Bbm x 3

C#                              Bbm
My mother, she said, "you don't delve in taboo"
C#                                Bbm
But mother, my moribund will come when I'm through with taboo


C#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
F#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
C#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
F#
  Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

A
Adopting this young spirit of sin
C
To make the most before we turn to ghost
Em
Before, old friend, life's just a means to an end
A
To make the most before we turn to ghost

A *, C#m x 3


A *        C#m
That sink and pull in the guts that's this foolhardy flux 
(cont. until end)