Pressure Machine

	  		
Intro: F# 

Verse 1:
F#                           B 
Hope'll set your eyes agleam 
     F#                               C# 
Like four feet dangling in the stream 
        F#                                      B 
But the Kingdom of God, it's a pressure machine 
F#                              C# 
Every step, gotta keep it clean 
  F#                           B 
A mattress on a hardwood floor 
F#                          C# 
Who could ever ask for more? 
F#                            B 
I'll get up and cut the grass 
      F#                            C# 
Ain't nothing wrong with working class 


G#m   C#         F#           C#/F   D#m 
    I    I don't remember the last time 
G#m     C#  F#        C#/F  B 
    You     asked how I    was 
G#m              C#         F#       C#/F  D#m 
    Don't you feel the time slipping away? 
         G#m          C# 
It ain't funny at all 
                      F#    C#/F    B 
It's gonna break your heart one day 


Verse 2:
F#                               B 
Keep the debt cloud off the kids 
F#                          C# 
Only sunshine on their lids 
F#                              B 
Jiminy Cricket and Power Wheels 
    F#                      C# 
And memories of Happy Meals 
F#                            B 
Sometimes I look at the stars 
    F#                           C# 
And think about how small we are 
F#                                      B 
Sweating it out in the pressure machine 
F#                      C# 
Good till the last drop 


G#m     C#           F#       C#/F   D#m 
    Why    don't you say little things? 
G#m        C#              F#       C#/F   D#m 
    Butterflies don't just dance on a string 
G#m          C#       F#          C#/F      D#m 
    It feels like you clipped all their wings 
          G#m          C#              F#  C#/F   D#m 
And every year goes by faster than the one before 


( F#  D#m  C#/F  B ) 
( F#  D#m  C#/F  B ) 

Verse 3:
      F#                                B 
We've had that treadmill now for months 
  F#                              C# 
I think she might've used it once 
     F#                               B 
If I shut my mouth and keep the peace 
       F#                           C# 
She'll cook my eggs in bacon grease 
F#                              B 
Life'll grow you a big red rose 
     F#                            C# 
Then rip it from beneath your nose 
F#                                  B 
Run it through the pressure machine 
    F#                              C# 
And spit you out a name tag memory 

Final: G#m  C#  F#  C#/F  D#m