The Calendar Song

C#m G# A E A E G# A

[Section I]
C#m                           G#
Wish I was going some place tropical
A                   E
Wish I was going to Portugal
A                          E
I wanna walk the streets of Oporto
G#                       A
I wanna be someone that I don't know

C#m                  G#
Floating blind in a highway bed
A                      E
Sleep-speeding towards oblivion
A                     E
Lay me down in a sea of dreams
G#                 A
Take me away from where I've been

C#m                G#
Obelisk overlooking the
A                     E
Dirty rivers smells chemical-sweet
A                     E
Sun shines down on Glasgow greens
G#                         A
I feel the future coming fast towards me

C#m                G#
Northern soul on a midnight boat
A                     E
Play the slots hope to win your wants
A                         E
I'm thinking about jumping overboard
          G#             A
I'd take you with me everywhere I go


[Section II]
           F#m                      B7
Cross your days off a calendar map
  E                          A
How long you been gone? How long you got left?
           F#m                     B7
Only a fool would live their life like that
           E                      A
Only a fool would live their life like that
           F#m                   B7
Cross your days off a calendar map
   E                           A
How long you been gone? How long you got left?
          F#m                     B7
Only a fool would live their life like that
          E                      A
Only a fool would live their life like that

          F#m                               G#
Waste your days counting what you've got left
                    A                            Am
What you should have had and what you'll never get back
          F#m                                G#
Waste your days counting what you've got left
                     A                           Am
What you should have had and what you'll never get back
         F#m                 B7          E
Only a fool would live their life like that