F.O.B Infinity on high youre crshing but youre no wave: Verse: D5 The D.A. is dressed to the nines A5 In the mirror he practices all his lines D5 To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor A5 I'm guessing that he read the morning paper Cm Gm The headline reads "the man hangs", but the jury doesn't Pre Chorus: D5 F And everyone's looking for relief D5 F United States versus disbelief D5 A5 Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle D5 F Clear your throat and face the world D5 F The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls D5 A5 Only breathing with the aid of denial. Chorus: Bb F Case open, case shut, F# But you could pay to close it like a casket Bb F Baby boy can't lift his headache head F# Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo) Verse 2: He glances at his peers sitting seven to twelve stacked On one to six the gallery is hushed Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding what we all know Hang on a rope or bated breath Whichever you prefer Pre chorus And everyone's looking for relief A bidding war for an old flame's grief The cause, the kid, the course, the charm, and the curse Not a word that could make you comprehend Too well dressed for the witness stand The press prays for whichever headline's worse Chorus Case open, case shut, But you could pay to close it like a casket Baby boy can't lift his headache head Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo) Bridge: D5 Fresh pressed suit and tie A5 Unimpressed birds sing and die Cm Gm Can talk my way out of anything D5 The foreman reads the verdict A5 Cm Gm "In the above entitled actions we find the defendant..." D5 let ring Guilty...Guilty...Guilty...Guilty.. . Case open, case shut, But you could pay to close it like a casket Baby boy can't lift his headache head Isn't it tragic? [x2]