Mercury In Retrograde

E A E I got a haircut in Norway A E When all the weight started pullin' me down B Smellin' like water-logged wet dog ain't no way to travel E A E but as soon as I chopped it all off, it grew back thick and brown B E I keep tuggin' at the threads, hopin' it all might come unraveled B E I keep trying to throw it all away but it comes right back around E They come backstage on my bus A E Pretending to be my friend B Shaking hands behind grandstands, all wearing the same old grin E A E Oh, but none of them bother knocking, oh they all just come on in B E Asking what all my songs mean, wonderin' if they're all about them F#m A E Mercury must be in retrograde again F#m A E But at least it's not just hanging around, pretending to me my friend A E Oh the road to hell is paved with cruel intentions B E If it's not nuclear war, it's gonna be a divine intervention E A E A E A E Livin' the dream makes a man scream, light a match and burn it all down E B Head back home to the mountain, far away from all the pull E E Oh, all the journalists and sycophants weilding their brands A E and all the travelin', trophies and award show stands E and all the haters wishin they was in my band B E sorry boys, the bus is plumb full F#m A E Mercury must be in retrograde again F#m A E But at least it's not just hanging around, pretending to me my friend A E Oh the road to hell is paved with cruel intentions B E If it's not nuclear war, it's gonna be a divine intervention E A E B E A E And there's nothing for me outside this hotel room A E But another letdown, lonely day, A F#m Tour is almost over, and I'll be home soon A B E And it's all been done 2 or 3 times anyway F#m A E Mercury must be in retrograde again F#m A E But at least it's not just hanging around, pretending to me my friend A E Oh the road to hell is paved with cruel intentions B E If it's not nuclear war, it's gonna be a divine intervention E A E A E