Transcribed by John Kean

Drop D tuning (DADGBE).
No capo.
4/4 time.

INTRO RIFF:
   D5
   , . , . , . , .   , . , . , . , .   , . , . , . , .    , . , . , . , .
 |  | ----------------- | ----------------- | ----10----------- | -10--------------- |  | 
 |  | ----------------- | ----------------- | -----7----------- | --7--------------- |  | 
 |  | ----------------- | ----------------- | -----7-strum----- | --7-strum--------- |  | 
 |  | -0---0----------- | ----------------- | -----7----------- | --7--------------- |  | 
 |  | ---------3---3--- | -0---0----------- | ----------------- | ------------------ |  | 
 |  | ----------------- | ---------3h5-3--- | -0--------------- | ------------------ |  | 


INTRO: (Intro riff x2)


VERSE 1:
       D (intro riff)
I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored.

       D (intro riff)
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd.

       G5                  F5       G5        A5
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled 'til I'm blind.

       D5
I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded

G5
Communist, 'cause I'm left-handed.

A5                                    D5 (bar7)
That's the hand I use, well, never mind!


VERSE 2: (as before)
 I been Phil Spectored, resurrected.
 I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered.
 Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay.
 And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce,
 And all my wealth won't buy me health,
 So I smoke a pint of tea a day.


INTERLUDE:
 D5                                  G5
     I knew a man, his brain was so small,

                                A5
He couldn't think of nothing at all.

                             D5
He's not the same as you and me.

                  G5
He doesn't dig poetry.

                                A5
He's so unhip that when you say Dylan,

                                     D5
He thinks you're talking about Dylan Thomas,

                G5
Whoever he was.

                     A5
The man ain't got no culture,


But it's alright, Ma, everybody must get stoned.


VERSE 3: (as before)
 I been Mick Jaggered, silver daggered.
 Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
 I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled,
 Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled.
 I just discovered somebody's tapped my phone.


ENDING: (repeat intro riff to fade)