Intro: D

D                   E
Never in all of my life
             A                       D
Have I seen eyes as empty as these streets of my city
      D
on a Saturday night,
        E                        A            Abm     D
all the green of your eyes says "Go, leave it all behind."


            D                      E
But I don't need to be reminded a change is gonna come.
      D                           E
I can feel it on the tip of your tongue.


    A                         D         A
And I feel alive, feel alive, feel alive.


   D                             E
We met up once we'd settled the sun
    A        Abm 
Between the heat and the work week
    D
The fear is we could use some sleep
    D                      E
but sleep to a superfluous man means better use for beds
         A       Abm           D
and I'll bet I'm coming home alone tonight.


         D                       E
I don't need to be reminded this is how it was.
        D                         E
I moved on, I passed a billboard down my block
             D                            E
that asks if I've had enough, and aloud I say "I've had too much"
         D                            E
when the truth is, I'm just getting started.


     A
Now all the barlights are blinking in time
D                               D* E* F#* E* D*
to Mexican music, it's taunting the pavement
    A                         D
And I feel alive, feel alive, feel alive.


D                     E
One of us sings, and one of us drinks,
     A
and one of us has nothing at all.
      D
So he calls us all sheep
         E                     A
I'm the Little Bo Peep of the bunch.

(I take their tales and I'm ready to go)
        D                            E
Then he swears he's gotta take this call
           A                Abm          D
Man, I'm scared he's gonna leave us too soon.


            D
We were the get rich quick kids,
    E
We never got it right
       D                         E
So we settled for the center in town
               D                      E
Where all the rich white kids is out looking for a fight
         D                    E
got the blond one staring me down.
       D                   E
and I really wanna take a swing
         A          Abm          D
I can't help but remember James Dean
            D                    E
See we are part of the few who agree
              D
that hey, he lived life fast
        E
but he died.

he died.

he died.


                      A
Me, I'm gonna live forever.
     A                         D       A
(And I feel alive, feel alive, feel alive)



     A
Now all the barlights are blinking in time
D                                            A
to Mexican music, it's taunting the pavement

and for the first time,
                D
in a long time,
              A
I feel alive.  Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.