Written by Chris Corner
Intro: Fm Eb Db Eb Fm Look at me, what have I become? Cm * Bbm * I am lost, I was once a getleman Eb Fm But the thief came out in my london town Ab So I must leave you now Db Cm But I will remember the ups and downs Fm Cm Goodbye my friends Bbm Cm Goodbye to the money Fm Cm Bbm Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny Cm Fm Ab Db I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times Cm Fm Ab Db Cm I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times Fm Cm Db Fm Ab Db Cm Eb Fm Look at me, in the apocalypse Cm * Bbm * My europian guilt expecting instant fix Eb Fm I inmagine all the brutal services Ab Of ancient infediles Db Cm Of all the wounded and crying witches Fm Cm Goodbye my friends Bbm Cm Goodbye to the money Fm Cm Bbm Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny Cm Fm Ab Db I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times Cm Fm Ab Db Cm I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times Fm Cm Bbm Fm I drove through countries like a marching funeral Cm Db In the search of fools and utopias Bbm Fm Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Eb Ab Bbm Filling their heavy heart with slum religion and coca cola Fm Cm Bbm Every book is read, I'm paralized Fm Cm Db Every fist is clenched but I'm so tired Fm Cm Goodbye my friends Bbm Cm Goodbye to the money Fm Cm Bbm Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny Cm Fm Ab Db I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times Cm Fm Ab Db I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile, Cm Fm volatile times