Down The Wrong Way

F#m                                
   I have become what I criticize, 
D   B   D   B
oh, oh, oh, oh
F#m                           
   The porn queen in my deck of 
        D   B   D   B
lies, oh, oh, oh, oh


[Pre-Chorus]
           B  E A D     B   E 
Where were you?    In a 
            A          D
caravan next to a fairground ride
       B              E           
You're left here with nothing but 
D                B
something to hide


[Chorus]
    A       D        F#m  E     
I'm back on Gasoline Alley, 
      A                  D     
where the smoke looks like a 
F#m   E
misty valley
          A      D          F#m  
And those dotted hills were pills
      E        B
 gone down the wrong way


[Verse 2]
Continues after the ad
       F#m                      
In the service of a king and his 
              D   B   D   B
kingdom too, Oh, oh, oh, oh
          F#m                      
I was the man and the woman, and 
            D  B D B
the who knows who


[Pre-Chorus]
         B   E A D    B         
The good news,    you made her 
  E              A       D
an offer that she can't refuse
    B        E      D              B
The truth is I have nothing to lose


[Chorus]
    A       D        F#m  E     
I'm back on Gasoline Alley, 
      A                  D     
where the smoke looks like a 
F#m   E
misty valley
          A      D          F#m  
And those dotted hills were pills
      E        B
 gone down the wrong way

[Instrumental]
F#m D B D B x4


[Pre-Chorus]
          B  E A D    B         
You could say,    you did it the
 E         A        D
 only way, your own way
    B         E            A      
But life goes on and it's another 
D  B
day


[Chorus]
     A       D       F#m  E     
I'm back on Gasoline Alley, 
      A                  D     
where the smoke looks like a 
F#m   E
misty valley
          A      D          F#m  
And those dotted hills were pills
      E        B
 gone down the wrong way


[Other]
    A       D        F#m  E     
I'm back on Gasoline Alley, 
      A                  D     
where the smoke looks like a 
F#m   E
misty valley
          A      D               
And those dotted hills were just 
F#m             E    B          
mother's little pills, gone down
              F#m
 the wrong way