Triangles On The Wall

A E D E He used to take a lot of drugs A E D E He used to take a lot of drugs A E D E but now he's okay, he's doing fine A E D E He doesn't need to take the drugs anymore A E D E He used to smoke a lot of cigarettes A E D E He used to drink a lot of alcohol A E D E He used to hang around in bars sort of like this one A E D E with stupid fluorescent government-issued triangles on the wall F#m D F#m Lalalalalalala-lalala D Lalalalala-lalala F#m D A Lalalalalalala-lalala E and you know? A E D E He had a girlfriend, her name was Satan A E D E But I guess it was for her protection A E D E because she was perfectly nice A E D E She was about the only thing that made him seem smart A E D E He had a girlfriend, they called her Satan F#m D F#m Lalalalalalala-lalala D Lalalalala-lalala F#m D A Lalalalalalala-lalala E and you know? A E The city's a place F#m D where I can sit and I write funky songs A E and I know the brain it is a place F#m D E and I don't want to write the funking songs anymore... A E D E He used to smoke a lot of cigarettes. (All kinds!) A E D E He used to drink a lot of alcohol. (All kinds! Every brand! Didn't matter!) A E D E He used to use cocaine, but now he's into fitness. A E D E He used to hang around in bars with stupid fluorescent A E D A Triangles on the walls...