Tom: D
D
[Verse 1]
Everybody thinks my head's full of nothing
They wanna put their own special stuff in
G
Fill up the space with candy wrappers
D
Keep out sex and revolution
A
But there's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
[Verse 2]
They call me a dupe for this and the other
Call me a puppet on a string
G
They don't know my head's full of me
D
And that I have my own special thing
A
And there's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
[Verse 3]
I have lived since early childhood
Figuring out what's going on
G
I know what hurts, I know what's easy
D
When to stand and when to run
A
But there's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
[Verse 4]
So please stop shouting in my ear
There's something I wanna listen to
G
There's a kind of birdsong up there somewhere
D
Feet walking when I wanna run
A
And there's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
[Verse 5]
Everybody thinks my head's full of nothing
Try to put their own special stuff in
G
Fill up the space with candy wrappers
D
Kill out sex and revolution
A
But there's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
A
No, there's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
A
There's no hole in my head
D
Too bad
