Jay Farrar/Son Volt A Happy hair with fashion eyes, climbed up the ivory tower B A Just forgot, what the game was for (x2) A Sing the streets of silence, we have to fight the way B A From the bone, cook up the monring glue (x2) CHORUS D A Find a way to make it work, leave old bags behind D A This ride is a scream, happy hour turns hearts to dust Fmaj7 Gmaj7 Fmaj7 A Watch out for love like ipecac a strage brew were looking at Fmaj7 Gmaj7 A Watch out for love like ipecac A Great buildings of majesty made by the rat race whore B A Backed by, the graves of the laborors toil (x2) Repeat Chorus