I Can't Complain

D   A    D

                D
A little out of place, a little out 
of time
              A                 D
Sorta lost in space, racing the moon
             G                  D 
Climbing the walls of this 
     G
hurricane
G         D   A            D
Still overall, I can't complain

All I wanted was one chance to let 
freedom ring
They said I had to get a permit, 
tags and everything
I never made it through the red 
tape, I got this paper hat
I got a job working weekdays, you 
want fries with that

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Chorus:
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I got nothin to lose
                        D
Cause there's nothin to gain
            G       G/F#      Em 
It's like a one way ticket to 
            D       A
cruise in that passing lane
        D
I can't complain


I was talkin with my girlfriend, I 
told her I was stressed
I said I'm going off the deep end, 
she said give it a rest
We're all waiting in the dugout, 
wishin' we could pitch
How you gonna throw a shutout, if 
all you do is bitch

Chorus

So now I got a brand new dance, I 
need one more shot
I just need one last chance, you 
know I won't get caught
I gotta make my last stand this time
 I can't be bought
But then again on the other hand how
 much have you got

Chorus

A little out of place, a little out 
of tune
We're all lost in space, racing the 
moon
Climbin' the walls of this hurricane
Still overall, I guess I can't 
complain