Intro: A C#m F#m D x4 

Verse
 
A           C#m             F#m D 
Well we can do just what we please, 
A          C#m               F#m D 
But we can never turn on the heat 
    A               E                F#m D 
And every night's a blackout in this place 
A          E                   F#m              D 
We get the bills, but we don't pay, no we don't pay 
A     F#m                       E                     A 
And I guess you're right 'cause all of my friends are drug addicts 
A     F#m                       E                A 
And I guess you're right 'cause this really is a pretty gross mattress 
        A                 E                 F#m 
But I'd rather sleep with junkies than with angels 
       D                            A 
As the moonlight turns all of us to werewolves 
     E                          F#m 
And sunrise, is just a gorgeous bedtime, 
            D 
The way the light hits the cheap wine. 

Verse

A          C#m            F#m D 
Well I can do just what I want, 
A          C#m              F#m D 
And that's getting drunk in Vermont 
A           E               F#m D 
Down by the bridge with the Colt 45 
A           E             F#m                  D 
Sipping and watching them pigs drive by, drive by 
A      F#m                       E                     A 
Well I guess you're right 'cause we're just a bunch of alcoholics 
A     F#m                       E                        A 
And I guess you're right 'cause we ain't taking down the system tomorrow 
          A              E              F#m 
Sometimes anarchy should mean burning a black flag 
    D                     A 
And utopia should mean no paper bags 
          E                 F#m 
And maybe our hundred drunk mistakes 
          D 
Could add up to smash the State,  
          A E F#m D 
smash the State 

          A   C#m      F#m              D 
Smash the State! And I hope that is the case, 
        A            C#m F#m     D               A 
'Cause otherwise we'll never get out of this place.