1988

Intro: INTRO (played in a strumming rhythm) e|------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|-2-22-2222-22-2222--2---------------2-22-222---22-222----22-222-222-222-| G|-2-22-2222-22-2224p22--2------------2-22-222---22-222----22-222-222-222-| D|-2-22-2222-22-2222--4p22------------4-44-444---44-444----44-444-444-444-| A|-0-00-0000-00-0000--0--4p000--2-4-0-4-44-444---44-444----44-444-444-444-| E|------------------------------------2-22-2220h222-222-0h222-222-222-222-| e|----------------------------------| B|-0-00-000-000-00-0-00-000-000-000-| G|-1-12-221-111-1111-12-221-111-111-| D|-2-22-222-222-2222-22-222-222-222-| A|-2-22-222-222-2222-22-222-222-222-| E|-0-00-000-000-0000-00-000-000-000-| There are four whole people in this house And I'm the last one awake again And tomorrow we'll be biting nails And biting tongues to higher stakes again And I'm thinking if I just don't sleep The morning won't sneak up on me As just another yesterday again But I was brilliant for just one day In nineteen eighty-eight I didn't have to talk, I didn't have to think They flushed my sins right down a sink Ten fingers and ten toes, and you're okay Yeah, I think that's what they say Well, how about today? INTRO RIFF verse 2 I think the world has got my number Oh my God, there's digits in my eyes I think that I've been dancing 'round The brightest rooms in a cellophane disguise Everybody still remembers Things that I said last September Oh, but worst of all, so do I But I was a stranger for just one day Born with the cleanest slate My mother loved me before she knew me Gave me a name that didn't suit me But hey, that's okay I've kept it anyway What if I threw it away? INTRO RIFF verse 3 And to me God's just a metaphor He's a metaphor for everything that's strange I take his name in vain a lot But I'm not sure just what it means these days Sometimes I wish that I were still religious Along with a lot of other wishes But I don't think that God would know my name But I was forgiven in bygone days When I still knew how to pray And all the words were etched in gold On the little Bible that I stole From my teacher in second grade The one I didn't mean to take Oh, what would Jesus say? INTRO RIFF And things were perfect for a time In nineteen ninety-nine I was eleven years old, and we drove south Yeah, down to my grandfather's house And everything was fine It was right before he died We were all so goddamn fine \ play first half of / the intro here We were all so goddamn fine