F#m D
Everybody's Got Themselves A Plan
A E
Everybody thinks theyll be the man,
E
including the girls.
F#m D
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band,
D
are singer songwriters.
A E
The rest of us are dj's, or offical club photographers.
F#m D
And tonight im playing another nambucca show,
A E
so im going though my phonebook texting everyone i know
F#m D
and quite a few i dont know who numbers found their way into my phone
A
but they might come along anyway
D
you never really know.
(bridge)
A E F#m7
None of this is going anywhere
D E
Pretty soon we'll all be old
A Esus4 F#m7
and no one left alive will really care
D
about our glory days, when we sold our souls.
(chorus)
E
But if your all about the destination,
F#m D
then take a fucking flight.
E
We're going nowhere slowly
F#m D
but we're seeing all the sights
D A E*
and we're definitely going to hell.
A E D
But we'll have all the best stories to tell.
(ending)
D A E
Yes Im Definatly Going to Hell,
A E A
but I'll have all the best stories to tell.
