C# C C# F# C# C G F D Here we are, our hands are all untied. F D We'd rather walk than ride. C# F# Then ride and ride, and ride, ride, ride. C# F# Ride and ride, and ride. C G F D There you stand, your eyes are in your head. F D You should have stayed in bed. C# F# Oh, Fred, in bed and ride, ride, ride. C# F# Fred in bed and ride. F F F F E G F E F D E G C G F I keep on tellin' myself Am F everything is gonna change Am F when I find someone to blame D E and the people that I see won't G bother me. C G F I keep on hidin' myself Am F away from everything, Am F what a thing to fix your brain. D E I guess, I want to be where G it don't follow me. C G F G C I keep on playin' my drums, ¡hey! G F G C I keep on singin' my songs (I just got out my little red). G D C D I keep on doin' all the things that I shouldn't have to do. F F F F E G F E F D E G C G F I keep on buildin' my hopes Am F and you keep tearin' 'em down. Am F What is this foolin' around? D E Are we supposed to be like G history? C# C C# F# F F F F C G F G C I keep on playin' my drums, drums G F G C I keep on singin' my songs, oh yeah! G D C D I keep on doin' all the things that I shouldn't have to do F F F F E G F E F D E G (At the end, randomly play the following chords) F E D G Am F# C#