A G Bm I spend my time sittin' on the fence with a mate of mine D A G D And trying to write the line of this story A G Bm We belive that everything said is a waste of time D A G D 'Cos life is well tried and it bores me, yeah, yeah, yeah Bm7 F#11 G6 In my well paid opinion Asus2 These things they really don't matter F#11 G6 But from my crystal gazing eye A E There shines a light, like dynamite B E Sittin' on a throne will give a bad back to you B E F# Living on my own was like a Flashback to the G A Days when I was lost and lonely B E Saying what I said was just a different story B E F# All your lies man they still bore me G A There's nothin' wrong with my world, G A E These things they really don't matter now
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