Jet Lag Chords

Brendan Benson - Jetlag
 
Album: Lapalco
 
 
F#           A#m
My so called friends
F#           A#m
where are they now?
G/A#m               F#                        C#    F
I guess a love that bends isn't worth much anyhow.    
 
 
F#            A#m  F#           A#m
They come and go. They talk their shit.
G/A#m                    Eb                  C#      F
But when I really need to know - all I get is spit in my eye
 
 
F#         A#m              F#           G/A#m
The less I know the better, the faster I go - Jet setter!
F#7                 Ebm7                          C#     F7
I chase around the world but I never get the girl
 
 
A#m                F#         A#m           F#
But I don't let it bother me. I cut out any part of me
            C#          Ebm         F#         G#
That's been bruised and refused and misused or confused
 
 
F#                A#m  F#           A#m
Some people wanna know all about my history
G/A#m               F#                         C#     F
But no-one seems to care that none of it's note-worthy
 
 
F#               A#m         F#                          A#m
But I  talked so much, as it were, that I made the local news
Ebm                         F#                       A#m    G#
"The boy has got the magic touch, and he can't ever lose!"
 
 
F#         A#m      F#                  G/A#m
My present situation is no longer inspiration
F#         Eb       G#                  C#
My precious generation is killing their time
Ebm          F#                               G#
behind their backs - I'm slipping through the cracks!
 
 
A#m                   F#        A#m                F#
And it doesn't really matter if you won't have any part of this,
C#               F#7              C#        F#7
my scheme I've devised, where my team is diguised,
       Ebm                G#             F#
and we seem like ordinary guys - but surprise!
 
 
           A#m       F#                      A#m
I'm hardly phased anymore, by your classless ways
         Ebm7                 G#            F#
It takes more than that to amaze me these days
 
 
       A#m        F#                      A#m
I'm so messed up. Never know what time it is.
G/A#m                  F#           A#m     G#
Jetlag's the price you pay to play showbiz, kid
 
 
F#              A#m  F#          G/A#m
And I stayed up late the night before
F#                           Ebm              C#
I slept the whole way on the plane and now my neck is sore
 
 
F#7     C#     F#7     C#
 
 
Outro - F#, A#m, C#, G# repeated
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