Wussy

Teenage Wasteland

Wussy


Tom: E

E      A     E     A
E      A     E     A
B      A     B     A
B      A     B     A


[Verse 1]
         E
Do you remember the moment
                          A
You finally did something about it?
         E
When the kick of the drum
                               A
Lined up with the beat of your heart?
E
Stuck in a corn maze
                       A
With only a transistor radio
       E
Making paths with the sound waves
                        A
And echoes and oh, Baba oh..oh..oh...


[Chorus 1]
                   B
Yeah we heard you, Pete
                           A
Real loud and clear on the last one
                        B
And we were pulling for you
                   A
A thousand times a day
              B
It don't take much
                         A
To sound like a sleeping prophet
                 B
When your misery sounds so much like ours
       A                         E
So far away, so far away, so far away

A    E    A

[Verse 2]
       E
Do you remember the night
                           A
We finally heard something about it?
         E
When the kick of the drum
                        A
Went off like artillery fire?
              E
And if you're wondering, man
                              A
Well yeah, I will say that it got to us
    E                                               A
The shrapnel flew right through the screen from the comedy hour


[Chorus 2]
                   B
Yeah we heard you, Keith
                           A
Real loud and clear on the last one
                      B
I must've listened to you
                   A
A thousand times a day
                  B
And for one short breath
                            A
It sounds like the world is ending
             B
Exploding in space and beginning again
       A            E
So far away, so far away

A     E     A


[Chorus 3]
                   B
Yeah we heard you, Pete
     A
Real loud and clear on the last one
                        B
And we were pulling for you
                   A
A thousand times a day
              B
It don't take much
                         A
To sound like a sleeping prophet
          B
When your misery sounds so much like ours
       A                         E
So far away, so far away, so far away