Know Your Onion

Tom: E
then
E B (2x)
E B E B
Shut out, pimpled and angry
E B A B
I quietly tied all my guts into knots
E B E B
Gave up on trying to make them
E B A B
I Figured it'd take them too long to look up
C#m G# A E
And besides, it was undeniably clear to me, I don't know why
A E D A
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
B
I knew the worthless dregs we've always been
E B E B
Lucked out, found my favourite record
E B A B
Lying in wait at the Birmingham Mall
E B E B E
The songs that I heard, the occasional book
B A B G#
Were the only fun I ever took
A B E
And I got on with making myself
(Instrumental, listen for timing to change from E to A, easy to see when Mercer plays it live)
  E  A  B   E   A    B  G#   A   B   C
Now the trick is just making yourself
C G
But when they're parking their cars on your chest
G C
You've still got a view of the summer sky
C G C
To make it hurt twice when your restless body caves to it's whim
C B
And suddenly struggles to take flight

[Riff]
[Alternating Pluck]
[Rundown]
(Instead of rundown riff, Chords B A G#m F#m can be played here)
E B E
Three thousand miles north-east
B E B A B E
I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads
E B E B E
"What kind of life you dream of? You're allergic to love"
B A B C#m
Yes I know but I must say in my own defense
G# A E
It's been undeniably dear to me, I don't know why
A E D A
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
B
I knew the worthless dregs we are
The selfless, loving saints we are
E
The melting, sliding dice we've always been