Tom: Am
F G
Am G
Who aren’t you today?
Am G
Where and what are we?
Am G
Under a pile of worn clothes
Am G
This is how I find you
Spinning vomit-webs
Blabbering on and on
You need more than vitamin D
Am G
Is there not anything you love?
F G
Come OUT.
Am G
Dog, you know what this is
What are you hiding from?
You were once such a merry prince
Just tickled pink by life
Take , remember her?
She never could listen
It’s been years upon years
And she’s still suffering
Come OUT.
Am G F
Look at the apples on the tree
G
Wait ’til they fall
