Tom: G
G D
Hands up if life is getting stressful
G D
And shout if you are saddened by the news
G
I need some tips to cope,
D
some data or some anecdotes,
C D G
'cause right now nothing's workin' for my blues
G D
Sometimes I deal by playing music
G D
and sometimes I relax by reading books
G
Sometimes I go downtown,
D
climb a tree and don't come down
C D G
and throw a bunch of pinecones at people
G D
A crowd has formed around my tree,
G
just out of reach, and the police have
D
blocked the street on every side
G
But no one can climb it and
D
I think its 'cause they know I have
C D G
a pinecone here for everyone who tries
[Chorus]
Am C
I yell: I'm gonna live to be a hundred
Am C
I'm gonna see them cure disease
Am
Then I'm gonna watch them
C
go to war over the royalties so
Em D C
if you need me, I'll be in the tree
Em D G
If you need me, I'll be in the tree
[Verse 2]
G D
There's several cameras pointed up into my tree
G D
it seems the world's concerned with what I might do next…
G
Throwing pinecones at photographers
D
from up here in this conifer
C D G
like Tarzan getting scouted by the Mets
[Chorus]
Am C
Yeah, I'm gonna live to be a thousand
Am C
Got robot arms and run on robot feet
Am
Got robot legs and robot head
C
and my robot ass don't know it yet but
Em D C
I'd be better off back in the tree
Em D G
So if you need me, I'll be in the tree…
[Bridge]
'Cause no one's asking what would drive me up this pine
D
Is it protest? Am I being paid to preach or advertise?
Em
No, this non-deciduous decision was all mine
C
You can show a horse the ropes
but no, you cannot make him climb
G
And this tree's a makeshift metaphor and I prefer to think
D
I'm just a stressed out Christmas ornament
who needs some space to breathe
Em
And if the camera crews and crowded streets
and dozens of police
C
are my endless pressures manifested down below my tree
G
Then this giant stack of pinecones…
D Em
They are the lame and immature ways I deal with them
C
But also how satisfying it is to do so...
C D
To dome one... when they're not looking... yeah
[Chorus]
Am C
I'm gonna live to be a million
Am C
Longer than the flowers, birds and bees
Am
but if I start to come undone,
C
make like a tree and hug someone
Em D C
Everybody needs a place to breathe
Em D G
just recognize when it is time to leave
[Outro]
Am C
I'm probably gonna live forever
Am C
but should I die (and that may be preferred)
Am
take me out and bury me
C
and plant a tree right over me
Em D C
so I may help someone escape the world
Em D G
Yeah, I may help someone escape the world
