Intro -x2-: Dm  Bb  F

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


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


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

Interlude: Dm  Bb  F

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


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


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

Interlude -x4-: Dm  Bb  F

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