Words and music by Wilco from the 2004 album "A Ghost is Born"

Capo on the 1st fret

[G]Your mind's a ma[C]chine
It's deadly and [G]dull
It's never been [C]still and its will
Has never been [G]free

Lightly [C]tapping
A high-pitched [G]drum

As your [C]spine starts to [D]shine
You [G]shiver at your [C]soul
A fist so clear and climbing
Punches A [D]hole
In the [G]sky
So you can [C]see
For your[Am]self
If you don't [Em]believe me

There's [G]so much less
[C]To this than you [G]think

[G]It's almost [C]gone
The night is diss[G]olving
In a cup God [C]lifts
To toast the [G]lightning

Lightly [C]tapping
It's high-pitched and it [G]hums

As your [C]spine starts to [D]shine
You [G]shiver at your [C]soul
A fist so clear and climbing
Punches A [D]hole
In the [G]sky
So you can [C]see
For your[Am]self
If you don't [Em}believe me

There's [G]so much less
[C]To this than you [G]think