I Like The Air

Em G Em G Em D A E A Em A Em Filed down coffins in the neighborhood. A Spanish girl walking by the cemetery wood D C Five in the pan, we do what we can though it ain't right Gm G F# F A fat man sitting on the side of his remote, his daughter's in the kitchen trying to clean his coat Em I bet she can't Em The rattle of a bottle on a warped wooden desk, shaking back and forth beside my bated breath D C#m C A blind girl laughing while I stare at her chest, I'm in the zone Gm G I won't survive if I make it out alive F Em Seven/ten split, I don't got... shit Am C Gm Dm Down on Main Street, I got friends waiting (there)ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Am Bm C I don't need no drop off girls Gm F I like the air Em Elysian Park through the dark about a mile A little white girl with a Bobby King smile D C#m C Blue little bags she says she knows I'm feeling bad I'm worth your while Gm A# G F Em But here 'tween the palette feelings I don't understand, cardboard cutouts, just be a man Em Have fun walking home in Mike Davis land Em Pull the wool over my eyes Em I don't want to understand D C I like the trees, the army and the colors that they wear, they like to scare Gm F A few blocks home from remembering my name, a few blocks home Am C Gm Dm Down on Main Street, I got friends waiting (there)ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Am Em C D Gm F I don't need no drop off girls, I like the aiiir Em E