C               Em
 The whisperings, may hurt you 
Am                F
 But the printed word might kill you
C               Em
 The whisperings, may hurt you 
Am                F
 But the printed word might kill you
 C                 Em               Am
So don't let the blue, the blue eyes fool you 
               A
They're just gelignite, loaded and aiming right between your eyes


D                  G       D/F#    Em
CDs and T-shirts, promos God knows - oh!
     A               D 
You know I couldn't last
D    G     D/F#       Em   A
Someone, please take me home


C            Em             Am                  F
The teenagers, who love you, they will wake up, yawn and kill you
C            Em             Am                  F
The teenagers, who love you, they will wake up, yawn and kill you
    C              Em                Am
So don't let the blue, the blue eyes fool you
                A
They're just gelignite, loaded and aiming right between your eyes


D                  G       D/F#    Em
CDs and T-shirts, promos God knows - oh!
     A               D 
You know I couldn't last
D    G     D/F#       Em   A
Someone, please take me home
                D        G      D/F#
There's a cash register ringing and
Em        A
It weighs so heavy on my back 
D    G  D/F#   Em       A
Someone please take me home


C              Em 
The critics who, can't break you
Am              F
They somehow help to make you
C              Em                  
The critics who, can't break you 
Am             F
Unwittingly they make you
   C                               Em                      Am                  
So don't let the good days, of the gold discs, creep up and mug you
         A
No, no - No, no, no-oh!


      D         G D/F# Em    A                           
With evil legal eagles, you know I couldn't last
D          G  D/F# Em     A
accountants rampant, you know I couldn't last
D       G        D/F#    Em                  A
Every -ist and every -ism , thrown my way to stay 
D               G       D/F#      Em                  A
And the northern leeches go on, removing, removing, removing


C           F                              C       F
Then in the end, your royalties bring you luxuries, your royalties bring you
Dm        F   G
luxuries, oh but
D                  G    D                    G    D                   G
The squalor of the mind, the squalor of the mind, the squalor of the mind