Standard (EADGBE)
Wakey wakey rise and shine it's on again,
off again, on again
watch me fall like dominos in pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie im tingling
tingling tingling
it's what you feel now what you ought to, what you ought to
reasonable and sensible
dead from the neck up because im
stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
we thought you had it in you but
no, no, no
for no real reason
Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles take a bow
take a bow take a bow
it's what you feel now what you ought to what you ought to
an elephant thats in the room is tumbling
tumbling tumbling
in duplicate and duplicate plastic bags and
duplicate and triplicate
dead from the neck up guess im
stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
we thought you had it in you but
no, no, no
exactly where do you get
off Is enough is enough is
enough I love you but enough is
enough, enough a last stop
There's no real reason
you've got a head full of feathers
you got melted to
butter