TUNING:  Standard

[VERSE 1]
                 Dm                 Dm
I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive
                    C                           A
And i've got millionaire friends sending checks all of the time
Am - Gm - Fm        Dm                    Dm
And with a milk box portrait blown up poster size
                  C                                A
Well I might have found a way to keep some hope in their eyes


Am - Gm - Fm             Dm                        Dm
Oh yeah well I could pan handle on the side of the street
            C                          A
In hopes of finding money and food for us to eat
Am - Gm - Fm              Dm                           Dm
Oh yeah well, I could sell your body and you could sell mine
        C                         A....
If only we could find somebody to buy


[CHORUS]
      E                       C#m
I was drunk in the moment you left me
         A                       B
And I'm surely still falling down stairs
         E                       C#m
She says baby don't bother I've fallen for another
       A                 B
And I ain't getting up again
OOOHH

Dm   Dm   Dm   Dm  - Am - Gm - Fm


[VERSE 2]
              Dm                     Dm
Well we could find God and join a seminary
         C                        A
If I was Father Clark then I'd be Father Puppy
Am - Gm - Fm            Dm                   Dm
Oh yeah well, after all, I hear God pays pretty well,
                 C                        A
We could pay off all the kids to show and never tell


Am - Gm - Fm               Dm                  Dm
Oh yeah well, we could get a job making $5.25 or
   C                     A
$5.15 depending on which side of the
Dm
state-line, on which we reside
            C                  A
I?ve got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive


[CHORUS 2]
           E                       C#m
Well I was drunk in the moment she found me
         A                       B
And I'm surely still falling down stairs
     E                      C#m
But baby don't bother I've fallen for another
       A                 Am
And I ain't getting up again
ALRIGHT!

Dm   Dm   Dm   Dm  - Am - Gm - Fm


[VERSE 3/ENDING]
         Dm                          Dm
Remember those guys who lived under the bridge
            C                 A
They were a band once but we all soon forgot
            Dm                       Dm
How The Gay Blades fell on hard times and slit wrists
        C                                A                Am - Gm - Fm
They've got no fucking money, cause they would not write the
A                   Am - Gm - Fm
Could not write the
A                   Am - Gm - Fm
Would not write the
A-    Am- Gm-   Fm
Could not write the
A-    Am- Gm-   Fm
Would not write the
A-    Am- Gm-   Fm      Am(open)
Could not write the.... hits


*I'm not sure 'bout the last chord...
** And at the end of the verses he plays something what looks like an A chord, but I 
can't figure out what it really is...