C              Em              Am              F       
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B|--1--| --0--          --1--           --1--
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D|--2--| --2--          --2--           --3--
A|--3--| --2--          --0--           --0--
E|--0--| --0--          --0--           --0--


INTRO:
C, Em, Am, F (x2)


VERSE 1:
          C                           Em
Me and My best friend Jim started our own band
           Am                F
When I was fifteen living in Deutschland.
       C                    Em
Didn't matter that we could hardly play
               Am                          F
Came up with a crazy name, called the band "Queen UK"
             C                 Em
I played the guitar, he played drums
            Am                      F           
Our parents told us one day we'd be bums
         C                       Em
And everyday we'd go over to his parents house
           Am                    F
And in the basement we'd play as hard and loud
            C                    Em
As we could get it. It drove his mom mad
             Am                   F
But it never seemed to bother his drunk dad.
         C            Em
We wrote five or six, songs or so
   Am                             F
We played them at the high school talent show
            C                       Em
We blew the shit up. The girls went crazy. 
             Am                   F
We looked so cool. They called us 'baby.'
          C            Em
And after that man, we had it made.
    Am              F
The normal life was later-ade.


INTERLUDE:
C, Em, Am, F...


VERSE 2:
                C                   Em
Well I moved to Austin, he moved to A  after living in Seattle. 
           Am                         F
I joined a funk band, he got all into heavy metal. 
         C                         Em
It was a wild time. I did a lot of blotter. 
                 Am              F
It was like some bad episode of "Welcome Back Kotter". 
              C     Em
I went out to A  to visit him.
               Am                        F
But he was all messed up playing in some shitty band.
         C                   Em 
Snorting heroin. He had like ten tatoos. 
               Am                    F
We smoked some serious kind, drank a ton of booze. 
         C                 Em
We joked around alot. We'd always say
      Am                    F
We've come so far since the good ol' days.


INTERLUDE:
C, Em, Am, F...


VERSE 3:
         C                          Em
It was a blur but, I don't really remember much.
                     Am                       F
Just glad to get the hell out, I never liked A  too much. 
                C                       Em
Austin was more laid back, more like my kind of town. 
       Am                F
People kickin it, not so tightly wound. 
              C                      Em
My bands kept breaking up, like they always do. 
       Am              F
I kept getting by, and pulling through. 
        C                                Em
I got a phone call from Jim one night in ninety-eight
          Am                       F    
He didn't sound so good he said 'I need a break'.
            C                    Em
He said can I come to stay for a week or so.
                  Am       F
I said 'That'd be cool. No problem bro.'
            C            Em
But I never spoke to him again after that.
        Am                               F
I got a call from this guy in Jim's band Aftermath.
             C                          Em
He said that Jim had died sometime last week or so.
       Am                      F
In his apartment, some kind of overdose.
                    C                         Em
The police couldn't find his folks, and maybe did I know 
             Am                        F
How to get a hold of them and I said I did and so 
                C                     Em
They called his parents up and it was shitty but,
              Am                F
I went to the funeral and I was all fucked up.
           C                   Em
And I felt responsible in some weird ol' way.
              Am                            F
But there was nothing I could do, there was nothing I could say.


INTERLUDE:
C, Em, Am, F (x2)...


VERSE 4:
           C                Em
That's the way it goes when fate is king.
          Am                    F
You can't tell the world how to do its thing.
             C                              Em
You can just hold on tight, let it take you for a ride.
    Am                             F
And maybe you might make it to the other side.
            C                       Em
Well in the end I guess, it doesn't matter so.
  Am                       F
I guess I'll tell you everything I know now.