F.O.B Infinity on high
youre crshing but youre no wave:
Verse:
D5
The D.A. is dressed to the nines
A5
In the mirror he practices all his lines
D5
To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor
A5
I'm guessing that he read the morning paper
Cm Gm
The headline reads "the man hangs", but the jury doesn't
Pre Chorus:
D5 F
And everyone's looking for relief
D5 F
United States versus disbelief
D5 A5
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle
D5 F
Clear your throat and face the world
D5 F
The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls
D5 A5
Only breathing with the aid of denial.
Chorus:
Bb F
Case open, case shut,
F#
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Bb F
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
F#
Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo)
Verse 2:
He glances at his peers sitting seven to twelve stacked
On one to six the gallery is hushed
Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado
The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding what we all know
Hang on a rope or bated breath
Whichever you prefer
Pre chorus
And everyone's looking for relief
A bidding war for an old flame's grief
The cause, the kid, the course, the charm, and the curse
Not a word that could make you comprehend
Too well dressed for the witness stand
The press prays for whichever headline's worse
Chorus
Case open, case shut,
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo)
Bridge:
D5
Fresh pressed suit and tie
A5
Unimpressed birds sing and die
Cm Gm
Can talk my way out of anything
D5
The foreman reads the verdict
A5 Cm Gm
"In the above entitled actions we find the defendant..."
D5 let ring
Guilty...Guilty...Guilty...Guilty..
.
Case open, case shut,
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic?
[x2]