Tom: F
Intro: G C Am D G G
G C
Well the walls too wet to sit on
Am G
And there's a curtain right over my head
C
Stomp my feet waiting for a bus
Am D G
But decided to walk instead
G C
And the American saxophone follows me
Am D
All the way from the teller
G
to the public house
C
My fingers are always in my ears
Am D G
But the reads always in the mouth
G C
And if you ever cross your heart and hope to die
Am G
Voices in your head saying you must cry
C Am D
Then there's more to you than meets the eye
G C
But if you go about your business with a capital 'B'
Am G
It is sure to catch you up with a capital 'C'
C Am D
