Intro -x2-: Fm  Db  Ab

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


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


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

Interlude: Fm  Db  Ab

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


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


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

Interlude -x4-: Fm  Db  Ab

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