E
Everything is bleak
B
It's the middle of the night
A
You're all alone and
E
the dummies might be right
B
You feel like a jerk
A
My music at work
E
My music at work
E
Avoid trends and cliches
B
Don't try to be up to date
A
And when the sunlight hits the olive oil
E
don't hesitate
A
The night's so long it hurts
E
My music at work
E
In a symbol too far
B
or the anatomy of a stain
A
to determine where you are
E
in a sink full of Ganges I'd remain
B
No matter what you heard
A
in my music at work
B
My music at work
E
My music at work
E
I call it 'Olga Waits
B
The cloud that entertains
A
the dim possibility of
E
showing some restraint
B
The rain came down berserk
E
My music at work
My music at work
E
On a star beyond the chart
B
or the dark side of a drop of rain
A
determining where you are
E
in a sink full of Ganges I remain
B
No matter what you heard
A
My music at work
E
My music at work
E
Everythng is bleak
B
It's the middle of the night
A
You're all alone and
E
the dummies might be right
B
Outside the darkness lurks
A
My music at work
E
My music at work
E
Hey fallen hummingbird
B
my music at work
A
From the middle of the earth
E
my music at work
B
Bound for bed without dessert
A
my music at work
E
My music at work
B A E