Tom: Am
Am Em
[Verse]
Am
Down in my new hometown there is a battleground
Em
They make a fuzz about this very special sound
Am
It is a lonely place
They never talk to your face
Em
Looking over your shoulder
Em
Man, it's such a waste
[Chorus]
G
I don't need them
I do well without them
Em
Yet I seem to stick around
G
'Cause I cannot help but be a little curious
Em
About this very special sound
[Verse]
Am
Some people run the scene
Am
And some buy into this dream
Em
About a narrow line
Em
About some music machine
Am
Man, I get paranoid like on Hitchcock celluloid
Em
Can't carve out no real space
Em
It is a great big void
[Chorus]
G
What should you do then?
Move out to California
Em
Then move back in time
G
No, you just join a rock group
Em
Meet the same said people that I have in mind
[Interlude]
Am
No no no no no no
No no no no no no
[Bridge]
Em
It doesn't work like that - this lifestyle on the go
Am
You gotta listen to the things they're telling you
Em
You gotta look surprised as if it's something new
Am
And when they fuck you over
Em
Don't you feel a little colder?
Am
When they fuck you over
Em
Don't you feel a little older?
[Chorus]
G
I don't need them
I do well without them
Em
Yet I seem to stick around
G
'Cause I cannot help but be a little curious
Em
About this very special sound
Am
What's wrong with you?
Em
What's wrong with you?
Am
What's wrong with you?
Em Am
What's wrong with you?
