This is my first tab, but I put a lot of work into it because Jay Brannan is awesome and I saw no one else had tabbed this song out yet. Feel free to make corrections/comments below. Also I don't know the name of the chord [ 8 10 10 0 0 0 ] but I'm pretty sure that's what he plays. Let me know what it's called if you know the name. Here's the video that helped me write out this tab: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqReBA6NUwU Standard Tuning, No Capo * harmonics x muted note Intro and verse pattern: e|--------|----------|----------|----------|-------| B|--------|----------|----------|----------|-7*----| G|--------|----------|----------|----------|-7*-7*-| D|--------|----------|----------|----------|----7*-| A|--------|-x--------|-x--------|-x--x--x--|-------| E|--0-2-2-|-5--0-1-1-|-3--0-2-2-|-5--9--10-|-------| e|--------|----------|----------|----------|-------| B|--------|----------|----------|----------|-------| G|--------|----------|----------|----------|--12*--| D|--------|----------|----------|----------|--12*--| A|--------|-x--------|-x--------|-x--x--x--|-------| E|--0-2-2-|-5--0-1-1-|-3--0-2-2-|-5--9--12-|-------| Verse 1: Three weeks and counting till he's on his way to France Not a dime in his pocket but a ticket in his hand He's a cynical bastard but there's hope in his eyes It's ben a long time comin' spent a long time runnin' from his insides Verse 2: He tries hard to songwrite his way out of bed But nothing tastes as clever as it sounded in his head He wants to get his teeth wet and sink his feet in He should have billions of dollars 'cuz every asshole's put two cents in Chorus: Dsus2 x57755 Am 577555 8(10)(10)000 And he writes the songs yeah he can say what he wants yeah he can be who he wants to And they say he's wrong but they keep tagging along yeah they can leave if they want to And his way will never met yours He's got the world on his back and watch him take it... on all fours Verse 3: Nine out of ten motherfuckers agree that his fucking foul language is a fucking travesty But motherfucking fuck is just another fucking word The idea a word is dirty is to him fucking absurd Chorus Bridge: e|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| B|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| G|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| D|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| A|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| E|-10-10-10-10-10-10-|-5-5-5-5-5-5-|-7-7-7-7-7-7-|-15-15-15-15-15-15-| And this world will soon be the death of him, and his voice will fade away And his jeans will be all that's left of him, and they'll wonder if he was ok e|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| B|-10-10-10-10-10-10-|-5-5-5-5-5-5-|-7-7-7-7-7-7-|-15-15-15-15-15-15-| G|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| D|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| A|-------------------|-------------|-------------|-------------------| E|-10-10-10-10-10-10-|-5-5-5-5-5-5-|-7-7-7-7-7-7-|-15-15-15-15-15-15-| And the Alkies will say it was drinkin', and the preacher will say it was sin And his mother will say he was thinkin' only of himself again And the gays they will say it was straight people, and the straights will say it was AIDS And he'll be in line at the gate, people still standing In his way In his way e|-----10------ 10---|---5----5--|---7----7--|-----15-------15---| B|---10--10---10--10-|--5-5--5-5-|--7-7--7-7-|---15--15---15--15-| G|-------------------|-----------|-----------|-------------------| D|-------------------|-----------|-----------|-------------------| A|-------------------|-----------|-----------|-------------------| E|-10-------10-------|-5----5----|-7----7----|-15-------15-------| And he writes the songs yeah he can say what he wants yeah he can be who he wants to And they say he's wrong but they keep tagging along yeah they can leave if they want to (continue chorus with strumming) And his way will never meet yours He's got the world on his back and watch him take it... on all fours.