I did this by ear, sorry if I suck.


C
Who the hell have I been kidding?
G
I sold my soul to the corporation
F
They know me better than I know myself
G
I better shut it up, I better shut it up
C
You gotta problem with the way I think?
G
I gotta problem with the way you think
F
That you can program me, like a damned machine
G
I'm gonna take a stand, and say fuck this scene

C
I'm sick of imagery, instead of artistry
G
I'm sick of apathy, instead of harmony
F
I'm sick of poets working part time jobs,
G
While pissy people pick and choose the stars
C
I know that I should be the last one to speak,
G                                                F
About this but even sellouts have their dreams...
G (cut it off)
So set the music free.
C-C,G-G,C-C,G-G-G

Am                  Dm             G                 C      G
baaa, dadadada daaa, dadadada daaa, dadadada daaaa, dadadadadaaa. 
Am              Dm           G       C       G     Am
badadada daaa, dadadada daaa, daaa dadadadadaaa
G
Oooohhhhh, 

C
What the hell am I trying to prove?
G
I ran away so young, now on the move
F
Like a vandal I wear my mask
G
And all you punks back home, you can kiss my ass
C
Cuz' I gotta, feelin' deep down inside my soulll
G
That's taken three whole years to gain control..
F                                                      G
And I ain't never, no never, no NEVER, no never no never..
G (cut off)
Comin' home

C-C, G-G, C-C, G-G-G

Am                Dm             G               C     G
Baaadadadada daaa, dadadada daa, dadadada daaa, dadadada daaa
Am             Dm              G          C        G          Am
Badadada daaa, dadadada daaa, dadadada, daaa dadadada daaa...
G               C (strum)
Ooohhhh oh oh oh.