Wasted Mind

D Bm A G Bm A 2x D Bm A Well I've been sitting in the back seat of this car for half an hour G Bm A and I'm wondering if any of this is real D Bm A Trouble is I ate a pound of psychedelic mushrooms, G Bm A and now I'm trying to decide if I should feel D weird about the fact that both Bm A my friends who went and drove me G Bm A to the Burger King can tell that I'm fucked up? D Bm A Because their alligator faces leering at me from the front seat G Bm A have that look of frightened deer-in-headlights locked G Bm A G Bm Hissing "Calm down that bitter taste's the drug and no you won't drown on spit A G Bm A So cool it, swallow, we'll be downtown now in just a couple minutes G A We don't have to talk until you're fine" D Bm A G Bm A D Bm A G Bm A D Bm So now I'm sitting on the curb, amazed by traffic A G Bm A All the cars have rockets bolted to their roofs and reptile men D Bm A Driving wonder if the lights that spin atop these ambulances G Bm A always looked as cool as they have been? G And no one can tell me "Calm down" Bm A That bitter taste's their stares G Bm And no, you won't drown on spit A G So cool it, swallow, take a breath, Bm A sit tight for just a single minute G A We can talk again when they get lost D A Then we'll sail as high as we wanna go Bm None of you can tell us no G Or tell us that we'll fail D Cause we're too far gone to care A And time goes way too slow Bm Let's pick up the pace and go G Double-time this beat and wail G No one rests until we're there G Well I guess we should worry a bit Bm A D Cause they'll lock us up if we can't learn to cool it G We're having a party instead Bm A D Who cares if it's only inside of our heads? G Bm A G We've got mutants, and angels, and demons, and rockets, and killers Bm A Obnoxious? F**k you man, I've got this G Bm A G Let's stay on this trip, tell the world it don't know anything A Glad you're here to hang out D A So we'll sail as high as we wanna go Bm None of you can tell us no G Or tell us that we'll fail D Cause we're too far gone to care Bm A G And time moves way too slow Bm A D Let's pick up the pace and go Bm A G Double-time this beat and wail Bm A D No one rests until we're there Bm A G In a place we won't have to care Bm A D About what we don't know Bm A G In a world that tells you "go" Bm A Don't have a pill? Pull up a chair. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 3. Forced to Sleep -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can either capo 1 or swap tuning to standard for this song. You can still play it in Eb with no capo, it's just more difficult. These are the chords for E Standard/capo 1. G C G C G C Em C G G C G C G C Em C G G C Am G Add up all the amphetamines and pour them in your mouth G C Am G Take a sip of diphenhydramine when your heart starts going south Em G Grab your chest, rest and hope for the best when your body starts to react Em C D Take some more when the pain gets sore and hope you get forced to rest G C G C G C Em C G G C Am G Take a sip, bite your lip and hope that feeling will hold G C Am G Use this time to reflect, rewind and pray that you're not getting cold Em G Fall asleep when your eyes grow weak and hope that the feeling will stay Em C D You're in control, your body will roll with whatever you throw its way C D Em You can tell that everything is going well C D Em And pray to hell that you don't start not feeling well C D You're in control Em You're keeping yourself from growing old E5 Your body is doing what it's been told E5 G C G C G C Em C G You're not gonna let anything take its hold G C G C G C Em C G N.C. (Every day is a nightmare) G C Am G Square one, when the morning comes you don't have any feelings at all G C Am G Your brain is foggy, and your thoughts will come with the speed of an outdated gun Em G So grab your chest, rest and hope for the best when your body starts to react Em Take your fill and get your thrills C D Pray tell tonight isn't your last C D Em You can tell that everything is going well C D Em And pray to hell that you don't start not feeling well C D You're in control Em You're keeping yourself from growing old E5 Your body is doing what it's been told E5 G C G C G C Em C G You're not gonna let anything take its hold G C G C G C Em C G Em G So grab your chest, rest and hope for the best when your body starts to react Em G Take some more when the pain gets sore and hope you get forced to rest Em G Fall asleep when your eyes grow weak and hope that the feeling will stay Em C D You're in control, your body will roll with whatever out throw its way C D Em You can tell that everything is going well C D Em And pray to hell that you don't start not feeling well C D You're in control Em You're keeping yourself from growing old E5 Your body is doing what it's been told E5 G C G C G C Em C G You're not gonna let anything take its hold -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 4. Paid in Brains -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- E C C# D D# Gb|-5--6--7--8-| Db|-5--6--7--8-| Ab|-3--4--5--6-| E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D C C# D N.C. You're sitting calm and unalarmed But it won't be long - It'll have you wrapped around your finger with its charm Then you won't speak, and you won't breath And so you see how this is all you'll ever be? D D# E E9 D D# E E9 D D# E E9 E D# D C C# D It takes your soul It makes it old It sands it down, bleaches it out until it's sold for a pill A cheaper thrill You'll swallow more because you'll never get your fill E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D C C# D D D# E E9 D D# E E9 D D# E E9 E D# D C C# D Well help yourself, you high won't wait It's a special strain developed by the State It comes on quick It don't let up So tell your friends about it, help em all get fucked E D Bm So have a seat, and take a breath D Am D E We'll chalk an X up on the day the high'll end E You're talking hours? D Bm I'm talking days D Am D E We're talking take a break from work cause where you're going you tell time a million ways E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D C C# D Pay! The price is brains! We're all insane! Pay! The price is brains! Don't be ashamed - We're all insane! G E D Tying up loose-end life? A Bm A G Been fighting all your years just to find a different way to die? E D A Bm So sad, but I'm glad we get to talk about it just so I can Bm A F**k you! E C C# D D# Gb|-5--6--7--8-| Db|-5--6--7--8-| Ab|-3--4--5--6-| D D# E E9 D D# E E9 D D# E E9 E D# D C C# D Now you're sitting numb, deaf, blind, and dumb It worries some, but in your skull you're so content to be a lump We'll bring you feed - that's all you need And make you bleed because you just can't measure up Go help yourself High couldn't wait On yeah, that special strain developed by the State It came on quick, it won't let up, don't tell your friends about it they're already fucked G E D Tying up a loose-end life? A Bm A G Been fighting all your years just to find a different way to die? E D A Bm A G So sad, but I'm glad we get to talk about it just so I can call you bad E D So long! A Bm A G When we arrived I could bet we'd be singing this old song E D So long! A Bm When we arrived I could bet that we'd be singing this old song E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D C C# D Pay! The price is brains! We're all insane! Pay! The price is brains! Don't be ashamed - We're all insane! E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D D# E E D# D C C# D Take all those pills, swallow em down, take every one We're all insane! Pay! The price is brains! E Don't be ashamed - We're all insane! -------- Legend: () - This is the chord played on keys/second guitar -------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 5. Promised Land -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- B E B B Tell your sons and your daughters we’ll reach the promised land N.C. Tell your sons and your daughters we’ve got the keys in hand E B That’s what we taught her – It’s all just chemistry, bottled up pure energy F# Tell your sons and daughters that nothing’s permanent E F# B and we’ll flow like water til our bodies are spent… oh no B Tell your sons and your daughters we’re not gonna sleep at night B Tell your sons and your daughters we’ll walk til we see the light E But what we taught her is that it’s all just rocketry? B Try it, swallow once and you’ll see F# Tell your sons and daughters they’ll wake up better for it E F# Long as we march whether it’s clear or it’s pouring B So - walk, pausing to rest is boring E We don’t talk F# Gone cause it’s the best when you’re ignoring B Everyone halting to rest is boring E F# We don’t stop cause it’s the best to go exploring B Walk on, pausing to rest is boring E We don’t talk F# Gone cause it’s the best when you’re ignoring B Everyone halting to rest is boring E F# We don’t stop cause it’s the best to go exploring B E F# baba baba dadada baba dadada dadada B E F# B baba baba dadada baba dadada dadada B Tell your sons and your daughters we’ve got no time to waste B Tell your sons and you daughters come along, pick up the pace E It’s getting harder E They don’t know what high is yet B How detached do you think we can get? F# Now your sons and daughters know nothing's permanent E F# And we’ll duck and cover once our supply is spent B D E Oh no B F**k! Sax Solo B E F# B E F# B E F# baba baba dadada baba dadada dadada B E F# B baba baba dadada baba dadada dadada B Walk on, pausing to rest is boring E We don’t talk F# Gone cause it’s the best when you’re ignoring B Everyone walking confess you’re snoring E F# So let’s stop, mark where you dropped and go exploring B Walk on, pausing to rest is boring E We don’t talk F# Gone cause it’s the best when you’re ignoring B Everyone halting to rest is boring E F# We don’t stop cause it’s the best to go exploring B F# B F# B F# B -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 6. Hospital for Heroes -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- C Well I’ve been pissing in a cup for a couple of weeks N.C. And not a single fucking one is an indictment of me F I’m like whoa-oh-oh N.C. I’m like whoa-oh-oh C I told the scientists who visit about the chemical drain N.C. But nobody thinks I’m serious, they think I’m insane F I’m like whoa-oh-oh N.C. I guess I just don’t know C And so I’m sitting in this room and I’m hooked up on IV And I’ve been watching everything on late night cable for free F Because whoa-oh-oh N.C. There’s nowhere to go C Sometimes I see a patient pass me bay in the hall N.C. And I can hear each of their thoughts but I don’t like it all F Because I’m shut up in this cell and they won’t turn off the lights N.C. The brightest fucking darkness it feels like on most nights Am Got super strength and ultra speed F That heightened consciousness I need C But everyone’s all alone in the hospital for heroes F Everyone’s all dethroned by the chemicals that bring them to zero C Everyone’s all alone in the hospital for heroes F Everyone’s all alone with their thoughts is all depressed for a year C C B A# B So please won’t you ease it? C C Well I’d been pissing in a cup for a couple of weeks N.C. Before they finally explain they couldn’t find a disease F I’m like whoa-oh-oh N.C. I guess it’s time to go C But sure enough they said I couldn’t leave and be free N.C. Because my mind’s too powerful for any society F I’ve got abilities their education can’t understand N.C. And their civic fucking duty’s to be sure that I can’t C B A# A Attack the government, their people, or their children, or their property G# So have a seat we’ll figure it out Am But immunity from pain or feeling F Joyful in spite of everyone weeping C Can’t make us better, can’t break us all out G Were in prison for life, that’s what this songs about Am Immunity, no pain, no feeling F Spiteful in spite of everyone weeping C Can make us better, might make us forget G That we’re in this together 'bout time that we met C Cause everyone’s all alone in the hospital for heroes F Everyone all dethroned by the chemical that brings them to zero C Everyone’s all alone in the hospital for heroes F Everyone’s all been told that their thoughts are all that’s brought them to zero C Everyone’s all alone in the hospital for heroes F Everyone’s all alone with their thoughts is all depressed for a year C C B A# B So please won’t you ease it? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 7. Was It the Acid? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A F# D A A F# D A A F# D A A D E A D We were lost on a blackened ocean on a boat made out of sticks A D We were tossed in the frost and attacked, emotion caught in throat, weighed down by bricks A D Made of gold which we sold and removed with powers we could not quite understand A D Sang a tune to the groove of the birds and flowers they were all under our command So we sailed on A F# D A A F# D A D E A D Soon we found that we'd be landing as the pink clouds blew away A D Heard a crash, ran aground on the beach. The sand, it didn't seem how it seemed yesterday A D Felt it creep in our skin, was a weird companion, so we climbed on a magic wave A D That took us deep, to the brink of an expansive canyon where we found ourselves a cave B Just to talk, discuss what had happened to us D E Was it drugs? Or another occurrence? It's just, well A F# D A Was it real? Was it just the acid? A F# D A Wow, was it real? Was it just the acid? A F# D A Was it real? Was it just the acid? A F# D A Wow, was it real? Was it just the acid? A D E D Naa nana nanana, naa nana nana nana A D So we called to a magic carpet with intent to sail away A D Told the rats in the place that we'd made our home we didn't know quite where we'd stay A D So we flew to a land that was made of ice cream, ate our way down to the core A D Where we slept, all curled up in a spoon, companions, like the way we were before Yeah we sailed on Bride A F# D A A F# D A Yeah we sailed on and on and on and on and on A F# D A Was it real? Was it just the acid? A F# D A Wow, was it real? Was it just the acid? A F# D A Was it real? Was it just the acid? A F# D A Wow, was it real? Was it just the acid? A D E D Naa nana nanana, naa nana nana nana B Just to talk, discuss what had happened to us D E A Was it drugs? Or another occurrence? It's just, well -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 8. Another Dimension -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A D A D A Now, I'll admit that my brain's gone elsewhere D It's a chemical nightmare floating along, singing a song D What could go wrong? A long drop down A Where's everyone gone? All alone when I came here A But there's another to blame D Fear makes me wake up D Chalk it up to bad luck, but can't get unstuck Bm D This time my mind's left, dear Bm D And I'll miss you A I'm not coming home A D Time stretched out and my mind's slip-sliding without you A D Light's edged out and my mind's slip-sliding without you Bm D ....More than ever, I miss you A D A Now here I sit in another dimension, like a kid in detention D Floating along, singing a song, what could go wrong? A lot by extension A Injecting too much is a hazardous pastime, when the trip is your life D Chime in if you want, feel free to taunt me Bm D If you flaunt it, does it need to be mentioned? Bm D And I'll miss you Bm E I'm not coming home A Yeah I'll miss you now A D Time stretched out and my mind's slip-sliding without you A D Light's edged out and my mind's slip-sliding without you Bm D ......And I'll miss you Bm D Bm E ......I'm not coming home A And I'll miss you now A D Time stretched out and my mind's slip-sliding without you A D A Light's edged out and my mind's slip-sliding without you -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 9. Bleach Music -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- G G I got a feeling that I can't let go G All the parasites I can't get rid of, I know G Using bleach'll work, I'll go real slow G Just pour a bit out on the grout, so white it'll glow G Before I knew I'd spend a day, hands and knees all bleeding on the floor in the same way G D Everyone who see me thinks that I'm insane but they're the kind who just distract me from the game I play C G And I won't stop living til I'm dead C D Observation and complaining make me fucked up in the head C G A D Oh you know they're my hours and they're not yours to spend? G My condition keeps you up at night G Just a minute, if you can't wait, turn out the light G G D Got some work to do, not done til it's right by a standard that I set that most consider too high G G I've a question you can't answer too: Explain what makes your method better? What makes me a fool? G G D Everyone who see me thinks that I'm insane, I guess I just expect from you the same C G And I won't stop living til I'm dead C D Observation and complaining make me fucked up in the head C G A D Oh you know they're my hours and they're not yours to spend? C There's an image in our head that we need made real G C And we'll clean pick skin til we can't quite feel the burned, raw wounds from the cleaning we've done G Acid tends to fucking do that when it's poured on someone C G Excellence is best gained through your toil and pain, not a whole lot anyone can say about it anyways A D G Clean and new's the mean, and you are seen as who's to blame G I got a feeling I'm already in hell G All the parasites are under my skin I can tell G Using bleach'll work, I'll go real slow G Just pour a bit til they crawl out, white as the snow G Before I knew I'd spend a day on hands and knees, all bleeding on the floor in the same way G F# Everyone who sees it knows that I'm insane And I apologize I'm too distracted by the game I play C There's an image in our head that we need made real G C And we'll clean pick skin til we can't quite feel the burned, raw wounds from the cleaning we've done G Acid tends to fucking do that when it's poured on someone C G Excellence is best gained through your toil and pain, not a whole lot anyone can say about it anyways A D Clean and new's the mean, and you are seen as who's to blame C G And I won't stop living til I'm dead C D Observation and complaining make me fucked up in the head C G A D G Oh you know they're my hours and they're not yours to spend? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 10. Infinite Pills, Infinite Alcohol -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A D A D A E D A Tell me again through which wormhole we slipped A E D A Aided by ketamine barbiturates A E D A Infinite pills and infinite alcohol A E Guess we're 'bout ready D A Let's go through the list A D A D A E D A Cotton balls left on the floor's our first clue A E So ether's a culprit D A Our lips have turned blue A E See discarded whip-its D A What's sodium pentothal? A E D A Bottled up next to the needles we used F#m E A Lidocaine does all the pain F#m E A Sedatives will calm all our thoughts in our brains F#m E A Drugs will all clean us but medicine stains B E That's why our prescription's the same A E Foreign dimensions again C#m D E But we're back to reality friends A E Boring's the best that we've been C#m So let's find a supply B E A Take a metal vacation or ten A D A D A D A E D A Let's go through the list and we'll see what we took A E D A Heroin's easy, needs barely a look A F#m E A Methadone's mixed in, barbiturates too D E Let's dig a bit deeper and find something new A E Foreign dimensions again C#m D E But we're back to reality friends A E Boring's the best that we've been C#m So let's find a supply B E Take a metal vacation or F#m Ten, are we dead? A Nine, I feel fine F#m Eight, I feel great A Seven, is this heaven? F#m Six, here's your list A Five, so let's dive D E Four, get me more! (Three, two) A E Foreign dimensions again C#m D E But we're back to reality friends A E Boring's the best that we've been C#m So let's find a supply B E A Take a metal vacation or ten A D -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 11. Villian Alcohol -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- C I can’t remember when I Am Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite F I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings? G C And watch as I died for whatever your consciousness brings? C Am F G C We were kids growing up on the same block, N.C. Where we hid stolen liquor by the bus stop Am Took a while, now you’re called an alcoholic F Even though we dialed in a metabolic C Rate to soar through the stratosphere and now we’re C Far apart, but you might as well have disappeared Am TV screen every morning when I wake up F Make a scene like a couple in a break up G Got a room with a floor and a mattress, G Nothing more than expense and an address F G Looking up now and then hoping you’ll come home C I can’t remember when I Am Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite F I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings? G C And watch as I died? And sing for a sincere goodbye? C Am F C Am F G Got a room with a floor and a mattress, G Nothing more than expense and an address Dm F G Looking up now and then hoping you’ll come hoooo-oome C I can’t remember when I Am Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite F I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings? G C And watch as I died? And sing for a sincere goodbye? C Am I don’t want to tell you that you’re fine F I don’t wanna tell you everything’s great G It’s not, it’s fucked, we’re stuck, out of luck C How else can I say that this just sucks? F**k! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 12. Do the Sick -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- N.C. Burning parts, boils too, we've got a fucking fever of a hundred-and-two D Everyone's sicker than a dog in here D No one's got the medicine to make it all clear G Stranger things have happened G but they're certainly rare A And no one's survived em anyway A so we don't fucking care D Give us a pill, pass us a drink D Our hair is fucking falling out and clogging the sinks G Water on the floor like a fucking slip and slide, A So come on everybody, let's go for a ride G And do the sick sick, throw up, roll around in the muck D Yeah it's the dance that we do to get fucked G Everyone's too gross to get unstuck, A And no we're not the kind of people with any kind of luck D Beating on each other D with our fists and our wrists G A D just to get our pounding heads to stop D Lying to each other G that tomorrow will be better when we know A D damn well we're fucked D F**k D G A D G A Bm We'll do the sick sick Bm til we're all deep in the ground D And trash with the worms and their friends Bm Rolling in our graves til the fucking world ends G No one can avoid it, we're not making amends D Everyone's sicker than a dog in here D No one's got the wherewithal to make it all clear G If anybody had a clue G we'd work out a plan, A But it's easier to think of ways to laugh it off instead D Gimme a pill, pass me a drink D It's an easier solution than to actually think G Our hair is falling out and clogging the sinks A And the waste has piled up to the point where it stinks G And do the sick sick, throw up, roll around in the muck D Yeah it's the dance that we do to get fucked G Everyone's too gross to get unstuck, A And no we're not the kind of people with any kind of luck D Beating on each other D with our fists and our feet G just to try A D and get a minute of sleep D When if we'd all get along D sing a couple of songs G A D we'd slow the sprint toward death to a creep D Beating on each other D with our fists and our wrists, G A D just to get our pounding heads to stop D Lying to each other that G tomorrow will be better when we know A D damn well we're fucked. | b Bend | x Dead note | h Hammer-on | p Pull-off