Key: F

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Intro: Dm--, Dm-- - C-- x2



Verse 1:
                Dm
You got the look
                C
but not the credit
                   Am
They wrote the book
               Dm
on how to sell it
               Dm
From cigarettes
               C
to skinny jeans
              Am
You got the money
                  Dm
they got the means


Refrain 1:
       Gm
Oh you upper class daughters
    Dm
and working class sons
     Gm
It's hard to save a dollar
    Dm
the way the world runs
           Gm
You're the target market
     Dm
of a corporate joke
   C
It won't be so ironic
          Am
when your daddy is broke


Chorus 1:
   Dm            F
Surprise surprise
   C             F
surprise surprise
       Am
You're much better 
looking when you're
Dm
in disguise
   Dm            F
Surprise surprise
   C             F
surprise surprise
    Am
And this revolution
         Gm
has been brought to you by


Post Chorus: Dm---C-


Verse 2:
               Dm
Just gotta stop
             C
so you can mimic
               Am
The tortured honest
             Dm
the gyn is cynic
              Dm
The latest gadget
             C
is just a gimmick
           Am
Another sucker
             Dm
born every minute
         Dm
Well I'm sick of this 
     C
town bringing me down
  Am
A vast world epidemic 
Dm
all around
   Dm
I'm sick of this town
C
bringing me down
  Am
A lost generation 
          Dm
trying to act profound


Refrain 2:
       Gm
Oh you upper class daughters
    Dm
and working class sons
     Gm
It's hard to save a dollar
    Dm
the way the world runs
         Gm
We got a counterculture 
        Dm
you can buy of a shelf
          C
If you're losing your 
            Am
identity to somebody else


(Repeat Chorus 1)


Chorus 2:
Dm
Those who seek to
F     C            F
think we don't care
    Am
And those who seek
         Dm
to think we're not aware
   Dm            F
Surprise surprise
   C             F
surprise surprise
       Am
You're much better 
looking when you're
Gm
in disguise


Guitar Solo: Dm - Am - Gm - Dm- x2

While Ian sing these lines:

Call the ranks
Call the ranks
Call the ranks


Refrain 3:
       Gm
Oh you upper class daughters
    Dm
and working class sons
     Gm
It's hard to save a dollar
    Dm
the way the world runs
          Gm
We're the target market 
     Dm
of a corporate hoax
    C
Our generation is 
  Am
a fucking joke


(Repeat Chorus 1)
(Repeat Chorus 2)


Outro: Dm--, Dm-- - Dm(hold)