F#m E Asus4 Dm Asus4 D |-------17-|------------|-------0---5--0-5--0----| |--10-9----|--5---6-----|--5----7---7--7-7--7----| |--11-9----|--7---7-----|--7----7---7--7-7--7----| |--11-9----|--7---7-----|--7----7---7--7-7--7----| |-0--------|-0----------|-0----------------------| |----------|------------|------------------------|
F Fmaj7 Esus4 E5 |--1-----1----|------------| |--1-----3----|------------| |--2-----2----|-2----------| |--3-----3----|-2-----2----| |-0-----------|-2-----2----| |-------------|-0-----0----|
A A G G D2 D2 A A A G G D D A x2 ||-9----7----12----9-----|-9----7----5----5--------|| ||-10---8----10----10----|-10---8----7----5--------|| ||-9----7----11----9-----|-9----7----7----6--------|| ||-11---9----12----11----|-11---9----7----7--------|| ||-0---------------0-----|-0-----------------------|| ||-----------------------|-------------------------||
A A G G D D A A A G G D * A ||--------------------------|-----------3----0------|| ||-----------3--------------|-----------3--3-3------|| ||-2----0----2----2---------|-2----0-------2---2----|| ||-2----0----0----2---------|-2----0-------0-0-2----|| ||-0----x---------0---------|-0----x---------x-0----|| ||------3-------------------|------3---------3------|| *occasionally the low g only
A G D A I feel like I want to break out of the house My heart is a-pumping, I've got sand in my mouth I feel like I'm heading up to a cardiac arrest I want to scream in the night, I want a manifest
I've got that...
E5 F#m G Bm wide awake, give-and-take, five o'clock- ||-------------------|---------------------| ||-------------------|--------------(3)----| ||-------------------|---------------4-----| ||-2----4------------|--5------------4-----| ||-2----4------------|--5------------2-----| ||-0----2------------|--3------------------|
A D/A A A D A D A in-the-morning feeling |---------------------|--------------|| |-------------3---2---|---3-2-3-2----|| |------2------2---2---|---2-2-2-2----|| |------2------4---2---|-2-4-2-4-2----|| |------0------0---0---|-0------------|| |---------------------|-----------3/-|| bend
I've got the hots for the sluts in the well-thumbed pages of a magazine I want to drive, want to fly like I do in the dreams I've never really been in I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up, and cool down in a dream machine
[chorus - intro pattern] I'm dreaming, from the waist on down I'm dreaming, but I feel tired and bound I'm dreaming, of a day when a cold shower helps my health I'm dreaming, dreaming - of the day I can control myself The day I can control myself
I drive like a priest and then I'm shooting lights I'm burning tyres with some guy whose hair is turning white I know the girls that I pass, they just ain't impressed I'm too old to give up, but too young to rest
I've got that run-to-a-pub, over-dubbed Feeling social when the world is sleeping The plot starts to thicken, then I sicken and I feel like I'm cemented down I'm so juiced that the whorey lady's sad sad story has me quietly weeping But here comes the dawning, here comes the yawning demented clown
I'm dreaming, but I know it's all hot air I'm dreaming, I'll get back to that rocking chair I'm dreaming, of the day when I can share the wealth I'm dreaming, dreaming of the day I can control myself The day I can control myself
