A D
Silent kid, no one to remind you
A D
You got no here, no reals to remind you
A E F#m7
Silent kid, don't take your pawn shop home
D
On the road, god damn you
A E D A
Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tongue
Bm D
This is the city life, this is the city I come from
Let's talk about leaving
A D
C'mon now, talk about your family
A D
Your sister's cursed, your father's old and damned, yeah
A E F#m7 D
Silent kid, don't listen to your grandmother's advice about us, you're
A E D A
Solid kid don't listen to the rain
D A
Hand me the drum stick, snare...KICK
B D A
Blues calls upon thy...myself
D A B D A
Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm, inside
B D
'Till five hours later I'm...chewin'...screwin' myself with my
A
Hands
