When I Was A Boy I Thought I Was A Fish

The Smith Street Band

  • A
  • Asus4
  • Bm
  • D
  • D/C#
  • Dsus4
  • G
Tom:
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D Walking back to my house the morning after the sugar cube and the
D Heavens opened up and drowned the heat.
D With the trace elements tickling my spine,
G I took my shoes off and danced in puddles
D (Dsus4) on the sudden downpour ghost town street.
G Bm Asus4 A
D Hello, my name is Wil and I slept through the millennium
G But what I wouldn't give to be young, dreaming and ten again.
Bm Asus4 A It’s New Years 2009, with what's in my system I won't be sleeping for a long time.
D And when I was a boy, I thought I was a fish and
G I still love the ocean like when I was a kid,
Bm Asus4 A But lately I have come to the conclusion, that I'm disappointingly probably human.
D And I've come a long way from those amphibious days and
G I'd like to thank the things I've seen, the friends that I've made,
Bm All the people that have hurt me, the times that I've been saved and to
Asus4 A music, which has made me its most obliging slave.
D There's blood on this guitar, there's sweat between these keys,
G when I step forward to the mic it’s with my tail between my knees,
Bm But we aren't here to fight, we are here to dance.
Asus4 A No, we aren't here to fight, we are here to dance.
G A And then the summer crept up like only a Melbourne summer can.
G A We ducked back in our alleys and pretended to hate our tans.
G A And told each other one day, we'd all look back and smile,
D D/C# Bm
Asus4 A While knowing that we've been drinking ourselves to sleep for a long time.
G A And now we're back at work and we're working on those numbers.
G A They're getting us in our sleep, we're having nightmares in our slumber,
G A About the dealers and the overheads we're going to have to pay.
D D/C# Bm Asus4 G A Just pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out.
D (Dsus4) It’s a job for another day. *****The next bit is pretty much the same***** And last night I kissed a girl that I met in a bar, which seems momentous given how things are. We made out all morning then slept in the afternoon and she said, "Wil, I think that I can deal with you." And I never found the right way to say thanks to Alex for keeping my head screwed on. For telling me when I was wrong, even though I've known all along. It’s time to clean up, start a band, get back on the road again. Stay sober and appreciate my friends. So I'd like to say thank you to every single one of you for everything.
G A And then the summer crept up like only a Melbourne summer can.
G A We ducked back in our alleys and pretended to hate our tans.
G A And told each other one day, we'd all look back and smile,
D D/C# Bm
Asus4 A While knowing that we've been drinking ourselves to sleep for a long time.
G A And now we're back at work and we're working on those numbers.
G A They're getting us in our sleep, we're having nightmares in our slumber,
G A About the dealers and the overheads we're going to have to pay.
D D/C# Bm Asus4 G A Just pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out.
D (Dsus4) It’s a job for another day.
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