Tom: A
A
Got some free advice the other day
D
From an older relative of mine
E
He said, I dig what you do
A
But I think you're wasting your time
[Pre-Chorus]
D
Cause driving around, getting drunk with your friends in a van every night
E
Sounds like a lotta fun, but you need a plan B, cause it ain't gonna last long past twenty one
[Chorus]
A
You'll never make enough money
D
And no one cares about the things you say
E
You're gonna wake up someday
A
And you'll wish you got a job
A
Spend half your life in that Chevrolet
D
Driving up and down the freeway
E
Someday when you're too old to play
A
Yeah, you'll wish you got a job
[Interlude]
G A G A D C A x2
[Verse]
A
I bummed a cigarette from a guy in Manhattan last week
D
And I told him politely, thank you
E
Then with this hollowed out look, he turned to me and said
A
You know for twenty five years I've been a banker
[Pre-Chorus]
A D
In all my many years of life, I suddenly feel obliged to impart to you one free piece of advice
E
You must invest in your future, I said thanks for the cigarette but I think I know the rest
[Chorus]
A
(Or) You'll never make enough money
D
And no one cares about the things you say
E
You're gonna wake up someday
A
And you'll wish you got a job
A
Spend half your life in that Chevrolet
D
Driving up and down the freeway
E
Someday when you're too old to play
A
Yeah, you'll wish you got a job
[Interlude]
G A G A D C A x2
[Solo]
A D E A
[Chorus]
A
(Or) You'll never make enough money
D
And no one cares about the things you say
E
You're gonna wake up someday
A
And you'll wish you got a job
A
Spend half your life in that Chevrolet
D
Driving up and down the freeway
E
Someday when you're too old to play
A
Yeah, you'll wish you got a job
