This work begins with a Dmaj Chord.
D Bm F#m D G D
Further into the fog i fall. Well i was just following you.
A G D
When you said "Do as i do and scrap your fayways"...Dial a cliche.
A G D
"Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy mouth"...Dial a cliche.
C G D C G D
Dial a cliche. Dial a cliche.
D Bm F#m
But the person underneath where does he go?
D G D
Does he slide by the wayside; or does he just die?
Bm F#m D
And you find that you've organized your feelings for people
G D
who didn't like you then and do not like you now.
A G D
But still you say "Do as i do and scrap your fayways"...Dial a cliche.
A G D
"Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy mouth"...Dial a cliche.
C G D C G D
The safe way is the only way. There's always time to change.
C G D C G D
i've changed but now i'm in pain...Dial a cliche.
i didn't have the luxury of the recording when i wrote this so feel free
to make corrections. "A working-class hero is something to be."
