INTRO:

E - B7 - E - B7

VERSES:

E 
Everybody thinks my head's full of nothin,
E
Wants to put his special stuff in,
A
Fill the space with candy wrappers,
E
Keep out sex and revolution,
B7
But there's no hole in my head.
E          B7
Too bad.

E
They call me a dupe of this and the other,
E
Call me a puppet on a string, they,
A
They don't know my head's full of me
E
And that I have my own special thing,
B7
And there's no hole in my head.
E          B7
Too bad.


E
I have lived since early childhood
E
Figuring out what's going on, I,
A
I know what hurts, I know what's easy,
E
When to stand and when to run,
B7
And there's no hole in my head.
E          B7
Too bad.


E
So please stop shouting in my ear, there's
E
Something I want to listen to, there's
A
A kind of birdsong up somewhere, there's
E
Feet walking the way I mean to go,
B7
And there's no hole in my head.
E          B7
Too bad.

E
Everybody thinks my head's full of nothin,
E
Wants to put his special stuff in,
A
Fill the space with candy wrappers,
E
Keep out sex and revolution,
B7
But there's no hole in my head.
E          B7
Too bad.