Tom: E
[Intro:] E A
E A E A E A E
Here it comes, here it comes,
A E A E A E A E
I can feel the hills exploding
A B B/A G#m
Exploding gracefully
G#m/F# B B/A G#m
Burning up the freeway
G#m/F# E A E A E A E
Here it comes
C#m B E B
Grass is green at the edge of the bubble
C#m B E
Beautiful gets into beautiful trouble
B C#m B E B
And it seems to fall out of the sky
C#m C
And come down on you
D E A E A E A E
Oh baby burn
Fast die younger, burns rubber
Useless rockers from England
Good times
Had by all
Just swallow your guilt and your crutches
Blue and white birds stop and hide on the pedal
Interstate fire walk staright down the middle,
And it seems to fall out of the sky
And come down on you
Oh baby burn
