Standard Tuning.
INTRO
G5   G5  C5  C5 x2
A5 C5

VERSE 1
G5   G5  C5  C5
Well it's hard to believe in much
When you're in Tampa Bay.
And the coastline is drowning beneath all the sunshine and 
condo's and cocaine.
       A5                            C5
And everyone around's just waiting round here to be dead

G5   G5  C5  C5

A5 (Bar)             C5 (Bar)
From your rich grandma on down through the crackhead.

VERSE 2
G5   G5  C5  C5
Well I guess that Florida
is the wrong kinda wasteland for me,
and St. Petersburg is a city of ghosts and bad dreams.

CHORUS
        A5 (Bar)         C5 (Bar)            G5     G5       C5  C5
But I don't go to college or California...hah-hah-hah-hah-ha
      A5                  C5
No I don't go to college or California.

G5   G5  C5  C5

VERSE3
G5   G5  C5  C5
Well I'm not a nihilist, 
I just can't pledge alliegance to shit.
And that goes just the same for your God's and your empires
and your scene politics.

       A5 (Bar)                           C5 (Bar)                              G5 G5 C5 C5
Now I'm not saying I'm not an asshole, just that you're one too.
       A5                                C5
But there's six bilion of us so I'm not saying nothing new.

G5   G5  C5  C5
Straight edge never got me through
one single night this cold.
      A5 (Bar)                             C5 (Bar)
But you know how that goes, or maybe you just really don't.


        A5 (Bar)         C5 (Bar)            G5     G5       C5  C5
But I don't go to college or California...hah-hah-hah-hah-ha
      A5                  C5
No I don't go to college or California