D                          E
We got road, we got time, so we're out of here
        D                            E
We got rows, we got rows as far as we see
         D                        E
In the dust we can see your catastrophe
          D                          E
Shining dimly like a mudslick in the sun
   A           G
Sparks fly from their eyes
   A          G
Birds fly from their mouths
F                                A
Echoing off this procession is a sound
F            A
Never to be found
        D                       E
With a tip of the hat we would exit here
        D                     E
Off you go with a pie on your face
        D                     E
Down the road we can see the electric chair
         D                     E
Who'll be first? I don't know, it's a race
    A           G
Sparks fly from their eyes
   A          G
Birds fly from their mouths
F                                A
Echoing off this procession is a sound
F            A
Never to be found
       D                          E
With a drop of the fly we should exit here
        D                         E
Off you go with the crumbs on your face
         D                       E
One-eyed clown in the road with electric hair
          D                    E
At his best he's a total disgrace

   A           G
Sparks fly from their eyes
   A          G
Birds fly from their mouths
F                                A
Echoing off this procession is a sound
F            A
Never to be found