1st VERSET
G#mDon't try so hard to be different
G#mThe cracks are beginning to show
You drift like a cloud through the festival crowd
EbIn a frock coat from Saville Row
G#mYou've just been an all-night party
Where I have to admit it takes pluck
F#6To go out on the floor and proclaim "What a bore"
EbIn a T-shirt that reads "Disco Sucks"
Yes, here he comes, the not-so-young
G#mPretender to the Throne
F#6He's singing "Rag, Momma, Rag"
Won't you give that poor dog a bone?
G#mAnd he's wondering why we can't connect
G#mWhen he's sworn to us that he's totally wrecked
On the rustic charm that he affects
EbOn a public schoolboy whim
G#mWith a raggle taggle plastic gypsy
Robert Zimmerframe
F#6With a synthesized accordian
EbA-scramblin' up my brain
With a fiddle-dee-dee a fiddle on high
G#mExcuse me folks while I kiss the sky
F#6Or at any rate give it one more try
before I
Ebdie
Ebbefore I
SOLO
G#m G#m F#6 Ebdie
G#m G#m F#6 EbG#m G#m F#6 Eb
2nd VERSET
G#mThe overrated hit the stage
G#mOverpaid and over here
And their idea of counter-culture's
EbMomma's charge account at Sears
G#mAnd they're wondering why we can't connect
With the ritual of the trashed guitar
F#6One more paltry empty gesture
EbThe ashes of a burned out star
Yes here they come, both old and young
G#mA contact low or high
F#6The gathering of the tribes descending
Vultures from a caustic sky
G#mThe rotting carcase of July
G#mAn ugly sun hung out to dry
You gorgeous hippy dreams are dying
EbYour frazzled brains are putrifying
G#mRepackaged, sold and sanitizied
The devil's music exorcised
F#6You live, you die, you lie, you lie, you
Ebdie perpetuate the
lie
G#mperpetuate the
F#6lie
perpetuate the
G#mlie
G#mJust to perpetuate the
lie
Eb
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Gb6 -----------5-----------7--------------------------5----------------5------
Db --5------------------------------------7----------------------------------
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Eb --------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yes yes yes it's the summer festival the truly detestable summer festival
Eb --------------------------------------------------------------------------
Bb ------------------------------5-------------------------------------------
Gb6 -----------5-----------7---------------5---------4------------------------
Db --5---------------------------------------------------------7------5------
Ab --------------------------------------------------------------------------
Eb --------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yes yes yes it's the summer festival the truly detestable summer festival
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