This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome!
[Intro]
F G D x4
[Verse 1]
F G D F G D
Three blocks up Park Avenue and three blocks back down Clark
F G D F G D
An old friend took me for a spin in her boyfriend's new cool car
F G D
She asked me if I see a sort of perfect light
F G D
Reflecting off of everybody's eyes
F G D F G D
I said no no no no, we do the thing that we do cause that's the thing we do
[Chorus]
F G D
I've heard people call themselves non-material
F G D
I've heard them call themselves old punks
F G D
I'd say we've all stared at the moon until it's nothing but a rock in the sky
F G D
And I'd say there's, there's nothing punk about that
F G D
There's nothing punk about that
F G D
Oh no, there's nothing punk about that
[Verse 2]
F G D
Someone put a poem on the wall
F G D
And someone else ripped it off
F G D F G D
They said, "We can't put up with another hustler here."
F G D
I like it when we take the long way home
F G D
Safe inside our steel blue '91
F G D
That place between the place where dreamers dream to be
F G D
And that place where they just know they're just like me and you and everyone and
[Chorus]
Bb D
I've heard people call themselves non-material
Bb D
I've heard them call themselves old punks
Bb F C Dm G
I'd say we've all stared at the moon until it's nothing but a rock in the sky
A Bb
And I'd say there's, there's nothing punk about that
D
Oh no, there's nothing punk about that
[Outro]
F G D
I'd say there's nothing, I'd say there's nothing punk about that
F G D
I'd say we've all stared at the moon until it was nothing but a rock in the sky
F G D
I'd say there's nothing punk about that
D