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