[Chorus] Bm All day long, B6 I sing this same old song. Bm Round my head, the same old B6 record's on. Bm Sound I know, the engine slows, and the B6 ground disappears... Bm B6 oh my love. [Verse] G Laying on the floor I think about superman: and did he ever lay around drinking, Bm telling his friends, reefer in his hand, F#m “Hey man some day I'm gonna make a big splash”, or A does that kind of talk just come to us folk who can't find an 'S' on our chests? So just keep G wheeling, dealing, bus-stop dreaming, laying on the floor just staring at the ceiling. [Chorus] Bm Sound I know, the engine slows, and the B6 ground disappears... Bm B6 oh my love. [Verse] G Laying in the tub I thought about rock 'n roll and has it already been done before? Bm Guess so, it's just getting your dick sucked, F#m don't make it any less good than it once was, A oh my god I wish that this dream would stop. Start again. G G When I get well I'm gonna move to the country, breathe clean air man, turn the televisions Bm off for a while, Eskimo style. F#m Gonna just breathe in, breathe out, breathe. In the A city you know, get paid, you get laid, go to the clinic and you listen as the G doc says: “Don't drink, don't smoke, work hard, be fun, don't eat no junk” ain't it just enough to make you Bm wanna go get drunk? that's what I done. F#m Hmm, well, anyway the drink got me thinking A what a friend had said, guess what he said: “Happiness is nothing but the flow of serotonin, E it ain't got nothing to do with Jesus Christ, nothing got to do with wrong or right, G oh help me out Simp, can it be right? that it all boils down to how the chemicals flow to your soul?”... A G serotonin… into my soul A G serotonin
