Linoleum Teclado

	  


E                                   G#
Possesions never meant anything to me
              C#               B               A 
I'm not crazy, well that's not true I've got a bed 
B
and a guitar
      E                              G#
And a dog named dog who pisses on my floor
                         C# 
That's right, I've got a floor
   B        A        B
So what, so what, so what?
     E                   B 
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes
      C#                      A
Where everething important to me just seems
                      E  
to fall right down my leg
              G#      C#
And on to the floor
           B            A
My closest friend linoleum 
   B   E    B 
Linoleum
                C#                        A
Supports my head, gives me something to believe

Palm mute
       E                               B 
That's me on the beachside combing the sand
                  C#
Metal meter in my hand
                          A
Sporting a pocket full of change
       E                                       B 
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
               C#                 A
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish
       E                     B 
That's me on the back of the bus
                 C#
That's me in the cell
                      A
That's me inside your head
                      E   B   C# A 
That's me inside your head...

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