Intro: G5  E5  A5  D5  (2X)

G5                              A5
To the sad-eyed misinterpreted hung-up child of clay 
D5                                G5
So the drunken poets pretty words didn&#039;t help you find your way 
                                        A5
Was it your mistake for thinkin&#039; he was born before his time 
D5                                           G5
Or was it his for thinkin&#039; he might save you with his flimsy rhyme 

G5
T Total Tommy took a toke of tea, black cats backin&#039; up a big oak tree 
A5
Tick tocks tickin&#039; out a tune on time, last words lookin&#039; for a line to rhyme 
D5                                                         G5    E5  A5  D5  
Saw fishs swimmin&#039; in the sea-saw-sea but me well I&#039;m only lookin&#039; 

I see so many with no place tonight their sleepy heads to lay 
With pen in hand I take a stand I got nothin&#039; deep to say 
Some words are better left to whisper only to the wind 
Some men kill with bullets Lord others use a pen 

Sidewalks singin&#039; of a troubled time, small talks marchin&#039; to a nursery rhyme 
Day trippers trippin&#039; on a mornin&#039; high stop watch watchin&#039; for a chance to die 
Bad dogs barkin&#039; up an empty tree but me well I&#039;m only cryin&#039;