INTRO:E D# C# B E F# E/F# (E slide to F#) VERSE 1:EWell I can see my teenage father standing F#Straight on a desolate corner G#In the shadow of tenticled towers ABy the red light of America E F#I imagine how his mother felt G# E/F#When she heard that her husband was dying E F#And the underground heroes of the tarmack G#Shooting smack were blowing up worlds and ADamned out loud E F# E/F#Hey can you tell me how does it feel? CHORUS 1:E BTell me, can you imagine for a second E/F# BDoing anything that you don't have to E BWell that's what I'm accustomed to E/F#So hooray for me ... and fuck you