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."