First World Problems

Tom: C

G   F    C    G      G   F    C    G

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
  G                                F                         C
Messing up your mind the daily grind, gotta leave it all behind
                    G
Driving everybody crazy

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
  G                                F                         C
Messing up your mind the daily grind, gotta leave it all behind
                     G
Driving everybody crazy

[Verse 1]
 G            F
I, I'm an early riser
   C                        G
Wake up let the sun go to my head
 G                  F
Hey, just hypnotise ya
   C                                 G
Walking like your boots are made of lead

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
  G                                F                         C
Messing up your mind the daily grind, gotta leave it all behind
                    G
Driving everybody crazy

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
  G                                F                         C
Messing up your mind the daily grind, gotta leave it all behind
                      G
Driving everybody crazy

[Verse 2]
 G                F
I, I'm an easy rider
      C                       G
Watch me as I ride and glide away
 G                F
Say, still might surprise ya
      C                      G
Disappear come back another day

[Solo]
G  F  C  G

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
     G                       F                                C
Open up your mouth and making sounds, but there's nothing coming out
                         G
Crying like a new born baby

[Verse 3]
 F                         G
All is a distraction by design
 F                                          G
A trick of smoke and mirros to steal your mind
 F                         G              F
All is an illusion, mired in confusion, Codex Alimentarius

[Solo]
G  F  C  G   G  F  C  G

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
     G                       F                                C
Open up your mouth and making sounds, but there's nothing coming out
                    G
Driving everybody crazy

[Chorus]
     G                       F                C
There you go again with your first world problems
                       G
Where your living is easy
     G                       F                                C
Open up your mouth and making sounds, but there's nothing coming out
                     G
Driving everybody crazy
 G               F
Driving everybody crazy
  C                G
Driving everybody crazy
 G               F
Hands and knees and oops-a-daisy
  C                G
Driving everybody crazy
 G               F
How do you get so f- lazy?
  C                G
Driving everybody crazy
 G               F
Everybody crazy
  C      G
Crazy