Im From Nowhere

album version - THE WORSE THINGS GET, THE HARDER I FIGHT, THE HARDER I FIGHT, THE MOD  I LOVE YOU
E|--------------------------------
B|--------------------------------

E|--| 
B|--| 

[VERSE 1]
                    Fmaj7
Night sunshine, the ghetto-bird 
chimes 4am
               C      Am
Welcome to the West a mosquito to 
kiss your hands and feet
Fmaj7        G             C
     Welcome to this dirty business
  Fmaj7     C    Fmaj7       
I was  surprised       when you 
               C
called me a lady
          Am           G       
Cause I'm still not so sure that 
                Fmaj7
that's what I wanna be
Em                   Am   C
Cause I remember the 80's
Fmaj7                   Am 
     And I remember its puffy 
           C
sleeves
Fmaj7                     C
     You say I'm lucky to be here
           Am                C
Then maybe you can take this over
         Fmaj7                     
And I'll gladly wear the pants into
     Am        C  G
 the next century
Fmaj7                       C
     Past the scanners with ease
     Am        C             
Past armies of them who once played 
Fmaj7
in a band
    Am           C               
And wasted it complaining like a 
Fmaj7
trust fund kid
Continúa después del anuncio
Am            C                   
Paying you to play here while they
 Fmaj7
 hate you because of it
C             Em       Fmaj7
  You say I'm lucky to be here
              C           G  Fmaj7
But I've been driving for 21 days


[INTERLUDE]
C   G   Fmaj7
Oh  Oh  Oh
C   G   Fmaj7
Oh  Oh  Oh
C   G   Fmaj7
Oh  Oh  Oh


[VERSE 2]
Em                         C
  What's that nasty sound?   The 
e-brake drags the ground
     G                       
God, if you only knew what my 
 C
candied fist could do
    G                            
The curtain's closing in from all 
   C
directions
               G                   
Just answer my question perhaps 
  C
it's best if I continue
         G                C
Starring me as you, me as you
         G                C
Starring me as you, me as you
              G          C
And there you are at the edge of the
 world
    G                             
Mmm-mmm dangling with my heart a' 
C
pounding
        Am                G
Above a gulf of hamstrung promises
    Fmaj7
You sang like Auld Lang Syne
G   Am           C          
You wanted it so badly that you 
       Fmaj7
believed them at the time
C                       Am
  Every fashion's flame    every jet
 plane lie
C                            
Every second helping of that 
Fmaj7            Am
off-ramp fame we die a little


[OUTRO]
       C              Am
You're right I'm from Nowhere
       C              Am
You're right I'm from Nowhere
       C              Am
You're right I'm from Nowhere
       C
You're right