Matthew Good

Strange Days

Matthew Good


Tom: G

 G            D
Good morning, don't cop out
       F                        C
You crawled from the cancer to land on your feet
          G     D
Are you crazy to want this
    F      C
Even for a while?
  G            D
We're making this shit up
   F                       C
The reasons for being are easy to pay
   G               D
You can't remember the others
          F          C
They just kind of went away
      G               D
So you're driving, it's rush hour
       F                    C
The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs
    G                D
When you drift off to wake up
   F                 C
Do you always hit the brakes?


[Chorus]

           G      D           C
And we're done lying for a living
        D                   C
The strange days have come and you're
      C          G
You're gone, you're gone
    F         C
Either dead or dying
    F    C       G
Dead or trying to go


[Verse 2]

      G            D
It's evening, you're tired
     F                   C
You sleepwalk, a robot, out to the street
        G       D
Are you crazy to want this
    F      C
Even for awhile?
         G           D
You're driving, it's rush hour
        F              C
The cars on the freeway are moving
 G      D           F       C
Backwards, into  a wall of fire
 G      D           F       C
Backwards, into a wall of fire
 G      D           F       C
BACKWARDS, INTO A WALL OF FID 
 G      D           F       C
BACKWARDS, INTO A WALL OF FID 

[Chorus]

    G              D           C
And we're done lying for a living
         D                   C
The strange days have come and you're
      C          G
You're gone, you're gone
    G              D           C
And we're done lying for a living
         D                   C
The strange days have come and you're
      C          G
You're gone, you're gone
    F         C
Either dead or dying
      F        C       G
Your dead or trying to go, hmmmm

[Outro]    

 G                D
Good morning, don't cop out