Rests quite high in the voice, lest you're a pretty rangeful tenor, you may want to
transpose it down a step or twelve.
BmG#m
Count your bones one by one.
BmG#m
Lie awake at night.
BmG#m
Underground, boxed and glum,
BmG#m
left you there for rot.
GBmBmG#m
All my fears are overgrown,
BmG#m
will someone burn this grove?
GBmCmF#Bm
Those August nights....
CmF#Bm
They burn hot as hell,
CmF#BmG
and you wake up sweating dreams.
F#
It casts a spell..
Bm
it casts a spell.
BmG#m
Welcome home! It's been a while.
BmG#m
Do you miss your head,
GBmCmF#Bm
with your tattered clothes
CmF#mBm
and your bloody nose?
CmF#mBmG
Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell?
F#mBm
Not at all? Not at all!
BGBG#m
(doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo interlude)
BmG#m
I'll miss the fog through headlight wash
BmG#m
and bed and breath and touch,
GBmCmF#Bm
but I'll brave it out!
CmF#Bm
Yeah, I'll brave it out!
CmF#BmGBm
There's no use getting down.