[Verse 1]
Ab
"Backwash districts sprung from Ra's bright hips
Ab7
Reduced to silkscreen hand job new car ego trips
Db
And it's just endless combinations of the same old shit
C#m
Sloshing back and forth across some continents"
Ab Ab7
All that talking it ain't got no use when it's just mal-digestion that's been haunting you
Db
Along with reflux opinions from your ulcer moods
C#m
You're just a litany of horrors like the evening news but
[Pre-chorus]
Ab Ab7 Db
Off somewhere in a New York flat, benzedrine derailed rants of immeasurable frenetic praise
C#m
That cauterize before they save
[Chorus]
Ab Db
All the truth now in how you're lying there
Ab Bbm
Shoulder bladed nightmare rug pulled from your feet
Ab Db
All the truth now in how you're lying there in
Ab Bbm C#m
Angelheaded elsewhere so markedly meek
[Verse 2]
Ab
Slapped like a has been by syntactic gods
Ab7
Whom which the help you find your glasses but not your lower jaw
Db
And you don't want to look surprised but you're in constant awe
C#m
Ain't no fig leaf big enough to hide your dicktion flaws now
Ab
Teeming pools of alphabetic shame that spit out
Ab7
Infinitely indolent verbs across your page
Db
Who dig their cloddish claws instantly into some nouns legs
C#m
If once your manuscript just limped now it's become quite lame but
[Pre-chorus]
Ab Ab7
Off somewhere in New York flat, they don't deal with things like that, just
Db C#m
Immeasurable frenetic praise that cauterizes as it saves
[Chorus]
Ab Db
All the truth now in how you're lying there
Ab Bbm
Shoulder bladed nightmare rug pulled from your feet
Ab Db
All the truth now in how you're lying there in
Ab Bbm
Angelheaded elsewhere so markedly meek
Ab Db
All the truth now in how you're lying there
Ab Bbm
Shoulder bladed nightmare rug pulled from your feet
Ab Db
All the truth now in how you're lying there in
Ab Bbm
Angelheaded elsewhere for the past six weeks