Em D G
Am G D
G  D Em


This is just a ROUGH guide, he actually plays it a little different each time around,
(and i cant be bothered typing that up) leaving out the bracketed notes,
different plucking rythm, etc. The general gist of it is here though.

Capo 3

1)
E|----------------------------------]---------------------------------------|
B|------------------------(3)-------]---------------------------------------|
G|--0-------0----2-------2-----4----]-----4-----4-----4-------4-----4-------|
D|----------------------------------]---------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------]---------------------------------------|
E|--0----0-------2----2--------3----]--3-----3-----3--3----3-----3-----3----|

2)
E|---------------------------------------------------------|
B|-(5)--(5)-------------(3)----------0------------0--------|
G|--5-----5----------4----4-------2----2-------2-----2-----|
D|---------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------|
E|--5-------5-------3--------3----2-------2----2--------2--|

3)
E|-----------------------------------------------------|
B|-----3-----------3-----------------------------------|
G|--3----4------2----2--------0----0------0-------0----|
D|--------------------------------2------2-------2-----|
A|-------------------------------2----0h2-----0h2------|
E|--3------3----2------2------0-------0-------0--------|



1+2+3

1 Sweet suburban sky, 
2 gonna miss you if you burn now,
3 Curse you, when it's our turn, 

1 so come now wash your face, 
2 Well in water's full of grace yeah, 
3 'cause only time will tell,

1 When you'll be willing to sell, 
2 your body for one precious taste, (pitch up)
3 then all is left to waste,


1 Sweet suburban sky........

1 Doctor feels the pain, 
2 well that caused the sickening rain yea,
3 But you continue to compromise, 

1 there won't be no alibis, 
2 When there's no water to wash the burning sun, (pitch up)
3 from your eyes,

1 Sweet suburban sky......
1+2+3


1 So when you finally taste, 
2 well all of the waste yeah now,
3 Sign of the time, 

1 you won't even call it a crime, 
2 The water's coming round again, (pitch up)
3 maybe you'll be gone by then

1 But they won't thank our generation, 
2 well For the ignorant inclination, 
3 cause when there's nowhere left to hide,