[Intro] A C# D A
A C# D A
Oh, oh I love you
A C# D A
Oh, oh I do
A C# D A
I got a sentimental illness for you
A C# A
Please don't go away, oh yeah
( A C#m F#m E )
( A C#m F#m E )
A C#m F#m
I was a high school atom bomb
E A
Going off on the weekends
C#m F#m
Smoking dope and mowing lawns
E A
And I hated all the new trends
C#m F#m
Me and my friends sang: "Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh"
E A C#m F#m
It's true, the middle of the road
E A
At least it's better than here
A
Looking for a cause
D E
But all I got was Santa Claus
A D E
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
A
I feel like a cello
D E
Lost somewhere over the Rainbow
A D E
Way up high, I'm too scared to dream
A
But too dumb to die
( A C#m F#m E )
( A C#m F#m E )
A C#m F#m
My daddy always was on strike
E A
Going off with the teamsters
C#m F#m
He said that everything will be alright
E
Not every Sunday can be Easter
A C#m F#m E
The Picket-Line screamed: "Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh"
A C#m
Don't cross, don't cross the line
F#m E
Because you'll be a scab, not a martyr
A
Looking for a cause
D E
But all I got was camouflage
A D E
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
A
I feel like a cello
D E
Lost somewhere over the Rainbow
A D E
Way up high, I'm too scared to dream
But too dumb to
( A C#m F#m E )
( A C#m F#m E )
A
Looking for a cause
D E
But all I got was camouflage
A D E
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
A
I feel like a cello
D E
Lost somewhere over the Rainbow
A D E
Way up high, I'm too scared to dream
A
But too dumb to die
[Final] A C#m F#m E
A C#m F#m E
