Intro -x2-: Am  F  C

          Am             F
Children, Broadripple is burning
        C
And the girls are gettin' sick
           Am             F
Of huffin' glue up in the bathroom
           C
While your boyfriends pick up chicks
                Am
And darling I'm lost
            F               C
I heard you whispering that night in fountain square
                 Am              F                    C
The trash filled streets made me wish we were heading home.


              Am              F
And there was love inside the basement
           C
Where that woman used to lie
     Am              F
In a sleeping bag we shared
         C
Upon the floor almost every night
                Am
And darling I'm drunk
     F                 C
everything that I have loved is turned to stone
             Am      F         C
So pack your bag and come back home.


        Am
And I'm wasted
        F
You can taste it
      C       C       Am
Don't look at me that way
               F         Am
'cause I'll be hanging from a rope
       F         C      Am    
I will haunt you like a ghost.

Interlude: Am  F  C

      Am          F
If my woman was a fire
           C
She'd burn out before I wake
         Am                 F
And be replaced by pints of whiskey
    C
Cigarettes, and outer space
            Am
If somebody moves
     F                     C
everything you thought you had will go to xxxx
            Am         F       C
We've got a lot, don't ever forget that.


      Am               F
And I wrote this on an airplane
          C
Where the people looked like eggs
           Am             F
And when a woman that you loved was gone
        C
She was bombing east Japan
                  Am
And don't xxxxing move
            F                     C
'cause everything you thought you have will go to xxxx
            Am         F              C
We've got a lot, don't you dare to forget that.


        Am
And I'm wasted
        F
You can taste it
      C       C       Am
Don't look at me that way
               F         Am
'cause I'll be hanging from a rope
       F         C      Am    
I will haunt you like a ghost.

Interlude -x4-: Am  F  C

        Am
And I'm wasted
        F
You can taste it.
      C       C       Am
Don't look at me that way
               F         Am
'cause I'll be hanging from a rope
       F         C      Am    
I will haunt you like a ghost.