C Em Am G
C Em Am G
Sometimes I don't know what to think about the world
C Em Am G
C Em Am G
When this guy is burnin' up in the street with gasoline
C Em Am G
C Em Am G
And the flames show no mercy
F (You can change it up with Fadd9 if it feels right)
So when you really need someone to talk to you
F
It doesn't always work like it's supposed to
C Em Am G
You can love yer brain
C Em Am G
Even if it slips down the drain
C Em Am G
Man, I'm not no drug addict
C Em Am G
But a person's gotta have something to keep him from going insane
...and so on.
Well, this man kills this other man
Who's killed this other man, so it's okay
And this fourteen year old's sittin' in the electric chair
Smilin' and smokin' a cigarette
So I guess I was right all along readin' mad magazine
