Verse
G C G
We are bitter losers, snarling through our smiles
Em C D
We're the lost boys, in the supermarket isles
C D
We're Christmas dogs, dumped by the side of the road
G Em
Confused, we will run for miles
G
We are road rage
C
We are stone age
G
We are wild
G C G
We are busted light bulbs, in a backstreet neon sign
Em C D
We're the shaking gun, in a service station line
C
We'll drink though we're drunk,
D
We'll sink though we've sunk
G Em
We're fucked but we say that we're fine
G
We are rampage,
C G
Missing back pages in our spine
C G D
We long, for journeys and the roadside
C G D
We long, for starlight and the low tide
C G D
Yeah, we long, for fairy tales and fire sides
G
And oh.
Instrumental
G C D
G
We are coffeehouse cynics,
C G
Too righteous, too rigid to believe
Em
Disappointed romantics,
C D
Scraping the hearts from our sleeves
C
We're the toothless drunk,
D
We're the aging punk
G
Yeah, we are Adam,
Em
We're the apple and we're Eve
C C G
We are beggars with shiny pennies, on our knees
C G D
We long, for sunlight on the hillsides
C G D
Yeah, we long, for yesterdays and hindsight
C G D
Oh, we long, for fairy tales and fire sides
G
And oh.
C G D
Yeah we long for carnivals and fairground rides
C G D
Oh, we long for journeys and the roadsides
C G D
Oh, we long for fairy tales and fire sides
G
And oh.
Outro
G C D