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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
ANobody wants to hear a sGad song ASo I just grit my teeth and siBmng along DThere’s a choir of Athe coldest heaGrts echoing the halls DSo a give a little morAe gas to burn and we can faBmst-cut now to theA curtain call
[Chorus]
DMelancholy kaleidBmoscope, it’s hAigh time GYou shake things up and get the pBmicture in your head right DMelancholy kaleidBmoscope, it’s alAright GCan’t be one hundred if you’re Bmonly giving nineAty-five
[Verse 2]
AI wanna hear another fasGt song ASomething to tune out all thesBme bad thoughts DLight a fire in theA coldest heartsG filling up the halls DPass another lit matchA to burn and we can fast-cuBmt now to the curtAain call
(We now return to our regularly scheduled program) [Chorus]
DMelancholy kaleidBmoscope, it’s hAigh time GYou shake things up and get the pBmicture in your head right DMelancholy kaleidBmoscope, it’s alAright GCan’t be one hundred if you’re Bmonly giving nineAty-five
[Bridge]
BmSo would you please stand by AAre we out of time? DMaybe I’ll feel better GGiving forty-five DStaring at the ceiling AChoking back my feelings
Can’t be one hundred if you’re only giving ninety-five [Chorus]
DMelancholy kaleidBmoscope, it’s hAigh time You sGhake things up and get the Bmpicture in yourA head right DMelancholy kaleidBmoscope, it’s alAright CGan’t be one hundred (No) CGan’t be one hundred if you’re only giving nAinety-five