Tom: G
G D
It was 1990 give or take I don't remember
C G
when the news of revolution hit the air
G D
The girls hadn't even started taking down our posters
C G
when the boys started cutting off their hair
D Am
The radio stations all decided angst was finally
C G
old enough it ought to have a proper home
G D
Dead fat or rich nobody’s left to bitch
C G
about the goings on in self destructive zones
G D
The night the practice room caught fire
C G
there were rumors of a dragon headed straight for Muscle Shoals
G D
"Stoner tries to save an amplifier"
C G
and it's like the dragon's side of the story is never told
D Am C
When the dream and the man and the girls hang around long enough
G
to make you think it's coming true,
G D
it's easier to let it all die a fairy tale,
C G
than admit that something bigger is passing through
G D
The hippies rode a wave putting smiles on faces,
C G
that the devil wouldn’t even put a shoe
G D
Caught between a generation dying from its habits,
C G
and another thinking rock and roll was new
D Am
Till the pawn shops were packed like a backstage party,
C G
hanging full of pointy ugly cheap guitars
G D
And the young'uns all turned to karaoke,
C G
hanging all their wishes upon disregarded stars
G D
My Grandaddy's shotgun is locked in a closet
C G
and it never shot a thing that could have lived
G D
An old man decided that you couldn't choose your poison
C G
till you're nearly old enough to vote for him
D Am
They turned what was into something so disgusting
C G
even wild dogs would disregard the bones
G D
Dead fat or rich nobody’s left to bitch
C G
about the goings on in self destructive zones
