[Intro]
Dm Dm7 Dm7/C Bb Dm7/C Dm7
[Verse 1]
Dm7 Dm
I wanna ride the hydraulics
Dm7
Lit up like the North Star
Dm7/C Bb
I wanna wallow in the spoils before the crowd
Db/C Dm7
I wanna play my guitar
Dm7 Dm
Not gonna sit up and beg
Dm7 Dm
Not gonna do tricks
Dm7/C Bb
Not gonna stand here on a sound stage
Bb/A A
Tethered to a crucifix
Dm
[Hook]
Dm
The ride's over
Dm7/C Gm
I know
Bb Gm
But I'm not ready to go
Dm
[Verse 2]
Dm7 Dm
I wanna flash my pastel colors by the rail
Dm7
On a windy day at Pimlico
Dm7/C Bb
Don't want to write songs with this clown they set me up with
Db/C A
In a Los Angeles rehearsal studio
Dm7 Dm
Not gonna tour with Trent Reznor
Dm7 Dm
Third of three, bottom of the bill
Dm7/C Bb
You can't pay me to make that kind of music
Bb/A A
Not gonna swallow that pill
[Hook]
Dm7
The ride's over
Dm7/C Gm
I know
Bb Gm
But I'm not ready to go
D5 Dsus2 D Dsus2 D5 Dsus2 D5
D G Em D
D G Em D
[Verse 3]
D
Maybe dad is right
G
I'm still young
Em D
And I can write C++ just as good as anyone
D
I know this guy at Lucasarts
G
He says they're looking for hands
Em
In fifteen years I'll be throwing back beers
D
With my feet in the sand
[Outro]
Dm7 Dm
Dm7 Dm Dm7 Dm7/C Bb Bb/C Dm7
Dm