A - Two short strokes x4 A E D A When I look at your face I see dirt; A E D A All the sunshine you blow up my a** starts to hurt; A E D A And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes; E D A It's no surprise to me; F#m A There's a rocket I built; F#m A It's under my kilt; F#m A E It's coming to blow you away. A F#m I was a jerk; E A F#m E I did the work for somebody else's dream; A F#m I took the chance; E A I lost my pants; F#m E A In somebody else's dream tonight. Now you're calling me up to get paid; And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid; But I really don't have any money; I say goodbye; And you'll have to depend on your size; 'Cause the thing that I built; It's under my kilt; It's coming to blow you away. I was a jerk; I did the work for somebody else's dream; I took the chance; I lost my pants; In somebody else's dream tonight. Now I think that I'm going to bed, As the image of you and yer crap leaves my head; Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies; And it doesn't depend on the size; 'Cause the thing that I built; It's under my kilt; It's coming to blow you away. I was a jerk; I did the work for somebody else's dream; I took the chance; I lost my pants; In somebody else's dream tonight