Originally in D, I play in A, highest note is the 5 (“I’m not sick but I’m *not* well”)
Intro
A | G | D | A |
A | Em |
I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the | mirror |
G | A | |
To see a little bit | clearer, the rottenness and evil in | me |
A | Em |
Fingertips have memories, mine can’t forget the curves of your | body |
G | A | |
And when I feel a bit | naughty, I run it up the flagpole and | see |
Spoken
Who salutes, but no one ever does
A | G/B | G | A |
I’m not sick but I’m not | well, and I’m so | hot, ‘cause I’m in | hell |
A | Em |
Been around the world and found that only stupid people are b | reeding |
G | A | |
The cretins cloning and f | eeding, and I don’t even own a T | V |
A | Em |
Put me in the hospital for nerves and then they had to comm | it me |
G | |
You told them all I was c | razy, they cut off my legs now |
A |
I’m an amputee, god damn you |
A | G/B | G | A |
I’m not sick but I’m not | well, and I’m so | hot, ‘cause I’m in | hell |
A | G/B | G | A |
I’m not sick but I’m not | well, and it’s a | sin, to live so | well |
Bridge
E | D | C |
I wanna publish ‘ | zines, and rage against | machines |
A | E | |
I wanna | pierce my tongue, it doesn’t hurt, it feels | fine |
D | C | |
The trivial subl | ime, I’d like to turn off | time |
A | |
And kill my | mind |
A | |
You killed my m | ind, aaaaaahhhh |
A | Em |
Paranoia, paranoia, everybody’s comin’ to g | et me |
G | A | |
Just say you never m | et me, I’m running underground with the m | oles (digging holes) |
A | Em |
Hear the voices in my head, I swear to god it sounds like they’re sn | oring |
G | A | |
But if you’re bored then you’re b | oring, the agony and the ir | ony they’re killing me, whoa |
A | G/B | G | A |
I’m not sick but I’m not | well, and I’m so | hot, ‘cause I’m in | hell |
A | G/B | G | A |
I’m not sick but I’m not | well, and it’s a | sin, to live so | well |