G#m E
Everybody's got themselves a plan
B F#
And everybody thinks they'll be the man, including the girls
G#m E
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band are singer-songwriters
B F#
The rest of us are DJ's or official club photographers
G#m E
And tonight I'm playin' another Nambucca show
B F#
So I'm going through my phonebook, texting everyone I know
G#m E
And quite a few I don't whose numbers found their way into my phone
B E
But they might come along anyway, you never really know
[Verse 2]
B F# G#m
And none of this is going anywhere
E F#
And pretty soon we'll all be old
B F# G#m
And no one left alive will really care
E
About our glory days when we sold our souls
F#
But if it's all about the destination
G#m E
Then take a fucking flight
F# G#m F#
We’re going nowhere slowly, but seeing all the sights
[Verse 3]
E B F#
We're definitely going to hell
B F# G#m F#
but we’ll have all the best stories to tell
E B F#
Yeah we’re definitely going to hell
B F# B
but we’ll have all the best stories to tell
B F# G#m F#
And I'm definitely going to hell
B F# B
but we’ll have all the best stories to tell
