• Am
  • C
  • Cmaj7
  • G
  • G6
Tom:
G G6 C Cmaj7
G G6 C Cmaj7
Am C
G G6 C Cmaj7 [Verse 1]
G G6 C Cmaj7 Well it's hard to believe in much
G G6 C Cmaj7 When you're in Tampa Bay.
G G6 C Cmaj7 G And the coastline is drowning beneath all the sunshine and
G6 C Cmaj7 condos and cocaine.
Am C And everyone around's just waiting round here to be dead
G G6 C Cmaj7
Am C From your rich grandma on down through the crackhead.
G G6 C Cmaj7 [Verse 2]
G Cmaj7 Well I guess that Florida
G G6 C Cmaj7 is the wrong kinda wasteland for me,
Am C and St. Petersburg is a city of ghosts and bad dreams.
G G6 C Cmaj7 [Chorus]
Am C But I don't go to college or California
G G6 C Cmaj7 hah-hah-hah-hah-ha
Am C No, I don't go to college or California.
G G6 C Cmaj7 [Verse 3]
G G6 C Cmaj7 Well I'm not a nihilist,
G G6 C Cmaj7 I just can't pledge alliegance to shit.
G G6 C Cmaj7 G And that goes just the same for your Gods and your empires
G6 C Cmaj7 and your scene politics.
Am C G G6 C Cmaj7 Now I'm not saying I'm not an asshole, just that you're one too.
Am C But there's six bilion of us so I'm not saying nothing new.
G G6 C Cmaj7 [Verse 4]
G G6 C Cmaj7 Straight edge never got me through
G G6 C Cmaj7 one single night this cold.
Am C But you know how that goes, or maybe you just really don't.
G G6 C Cmaj7 [Chorus]
Am C But I don't go to college or California
G G6 C Cmaj7 hah-hah-hah-hah-ha
Am C G No, I don't go to college or California
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