Gm And I've been drifting off on knowledge Gm Cat-calls on cat-walks Gm Man these women getting solemn Gm I could sing a song for a Solomon or Salamander Gm We took a flight at midnight Gm And now my mind can't help but wander Gm 'How come? ' Gm Spoon-fed pluralized eyes Gm To find the beaches in the forest Gm When I'm looking off the edge Gm I preach my gut it can't help Gm But ignore it Gm I'm climbing up the walls Gm Cuz all the shit I hear is boring Gm All the shit I do is boring Gm All these record labels boring Gm I don't trust these record labels I'm touring Gm All these people on the planet Gm Working 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm The 9 to 5, just to stay alive Gm All the people on the planet Gm Working 9 to 5 just to stay alive Dm Gm How come? Gm What goes up, ghost around Dm Goes around around around around Gm What goes up, ghost around Dm Ghost around around around around Dm Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und Dm Soul not for sale Probably won't make no money off this Oh well Reap what you sow Perfection is so... Mm