D5                     C5      G5
Evil S I yes to find a shore,
C5                    G5         F5
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore,
D5                    C5                  F5
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls,
            A5                          F5
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
D5                         C5   G5
Was I? I was to lazy to bathe
C5                    G5              F5
Or paint or write or try to make a change.
D5                C5               F5
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
            A5                        F5
And I don't have to love or think too much


A5   D5      C5          F5         A5                        Bb5
      Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
A5   D5      C5          F5         A5                        Bb5
      Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
A5   D5      C5          F5    G5      Bb5            C5
      Tried to amplify the sound of light and love

Christ is cursed of faders and maders

Might even take a knife to split a hair

Or even scare the children off my lawn

Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs

Every mess invested was a score

We couldn't use computers anymore

It's difficult to win unless you're bored,

And you might have to plan for the weekend wars

Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona.

It might take 100 years to grow an arm

I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold

Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior

My predictions are the only things I have

I can amplify the sound and light and love


C5                     Bb5
I'm a curse and i'm a sound,

When I open up my mouth,
                        F5
There's a reason I don't win,
                      C5
I don't know how to begin