Tally Ho

A E D A 2x A E Tommy guard the house, I'm taking off D Keep the dust out of my room A I'll probably be gone for a while A E All these things come crashing down like cannon balls D A I got the wits knocked out of me, I gotta make sense of it all E or just keep breathing A E D I've been taking tons of little pills, to make my heavy head fall off A to make my subconscious shut up, but she says theres decisions that i gotta make A E and oh, i keep dreaming of a wide open ceiling where we D A pull a peter pan and fly our sorry butts back to our old col-de-sac and E D A A dude, i really miss you, yea dude, i really miss you E D A A dude, i really miss you, yea dude, i really miss you A E So now I'm waiting 'til i run out of oxygen D A I'm banking on this 2012 thing to resolve A E Cause maybe if we kiss the funny face of apocalypse D A A Oh it would be so relieving if we all stopped breathing thats all E D A A E D I'm just a juvenile product of culture, and I'm getting older A I just need to sack up and face it but E D A A dude, i really miss you, yea dude, i really miss you E D A A dude, i really miss you, yea dude, i really miss you E D A A E D A A E D A A and all the things that we swore off, well they're happening to us now E D A A I know i cant sit quiet, but i don't know what else to do