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,