Silverchair - The man that knew too much

^E5 There was ^D#5a ^D5man that knew ^G5too much With a ^G5panic attic mind but a ^E5 A chance ^D#5to ^D5numb his gold^G5en touch To ig^G5nore the will of time Had me ^E5struck down^{D#5 D5}open to the ^G5fact I was ^G5standing in a line with a ^E5Broken o^D#5ccu--^D5pation on my ^Cmajback ^Dsus2

^ATime is ^Enot F#m A moment We're ^Eletting slip a^C#mway There's ^C#7nothing left to ^Dsay It's ^Dmchanging every^Aday The ^Eway I'm ^F#mthinking In ^Ediffferent shades of ^C#mgrey It's ^C#7not enough to ^Dsay This is ^Dmmy love

^E5 He had ^D#5the ^D5anti-midas ^G5touch Tempo^G5rary state of mind but a ^E5 A chance ^D#5to ^D5die enhances ^G5growth Now I'm ^G5trembling all the time Stumble ^E5round ma^D#5king ^D5faces on the ^G5Scene! Scene? ^G5What? What!? Stumble ^E5round Make ^D#5your ^D5faces on your ^Cmajown! ^Dsus2

^ATime is ^Enot F#m A moment We're ^Eletting slip a^C#mway There's ^C#7nothing left to ^Dsay It's ^Dmchanging every^Aday The ^Eway I'm ^F#mthinking In ^Ediffferent shades of ^C#mgrey It's ^C#7not enough to ^Dsay This is ^Dmmy love

^B I'm not your mocking^Dbird ^B That sings your cellar ^Dsong ^B She got a paper ^Drun You're ^Dcompensated

Can we ^G5all ga^F#5ther ^F5round on the ^Cmajscene? Can we ^G5all move ^F#5a----^F5round on our ^Cmajown?

^E5 A mo^F#5ver, ^F5shaker all ^Cmajalone ^{Dsus2 A}Time is ^Enot F#m A moment We're ^Eletting slip ^C#maway There's ^C#7nothing left to ^Dsay It's ^Dmchanging every^Aday The ^Eway I'm ^F#mthinking In ^Edifferent shades of ^C#mgrey It's ^C#7not enough to ^Dmsay Ahh, ^Atime is ^Enot F#m A moment We're ^Eletting slip ^C#maway There's ^C#7nothing left to ^Dsay But this is ^Dmmy love

^D Woohoo ^B I'm not your mocking^Dbird (woohoo) ^B That sings your cellar ^Dsong (woohoo) ^B She got a paper ^Drun (woohoo) ^B To write your letters ^Dwrong (woohoo)

^BAhh ahh ^DWoohoo ^BAhh ahh x7

^DWoohoo ^B7