intro : F Am A# Gm A# Cm Dm D#
A# F Gm D# A# Dm F A#
F Am A# Gm
in a town , in a city , in an eyeball , on a rock
A# Cm Dm D#
in a fence where a goat was alone by himself
A# F Gm D#
there was a boy who was there
A# Dm F A#
a boy who built a snowman out of himself
F Am A# Gm
i’ve been popping out of closets in robin hood suits
A# Cm Dm D#
i’ve been spotted in pictures with navy recruits
A# F Gm D#
look at your costume you know that it’s true
A# Dm F A#
any one could pop in as you
F Am A# Gm
try to untie your lips but they were double knotted
A# Cm Dm D#
i tried to break into you brain but all the entrances were rotted
A# F Gm D#
if the moon had minute hands it would have meant a lot
A# Dm F A#
but god would have made the moon as a clock .
A#
look , look , look at me doing this
F7
look , look , look at me doing that
Gm F7
look , look , look at the way that i Am
A#
bye bye bye to the crazy ones
F7
bye bye bye to the crazy ones
Gm F7
bye bye bye to the crazy ones
A#
look , look , look at me doing this
F7
look , look , look at me doing that ( 2x )
Gm F7
look , look , look at the way that i am
A#
look , look , look at me doing this
F7
look , look , look at me doing that
Gm F7
look , look , look at the way that i am
A#
but if everybody was the best
F7
there would be so few of the rest
Gm
oh the places where you’ve never been
F7
oh the world was just a baby then
A#
a million ways you learn to cry
F7
when the boy’s little waves pass you by
Gm
oh never to be there again
F7
oh the children where so old - fashioned then
A#
coffins decked out on the street
F7
who’s the stranger with the purple feet?
Gm
don’t i remember him from somewhere
F7
before his feet lost his hair?
A#
but if everyone is coffin - bound
F7
then i’m so scared of being not around
Gm
i’m so scared to never make a sound
F7
i’m so scared of being underground
A# F A#
can you see me
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