verse 1 
                 Eb 
There were those same bloodsuckers in the lobby again and when they called my name I waved-- 
                        Bb 
I thought they might be my old friends 
             Eb                                                                                     Bb 
They had the cross in the car, they had the pig in the pen, I was in the bathroom doing my best to ascend 
F                                               Eb                                     Bb 
Doubting Thomas had the party supplies, said he likes how it looks when I roll back my eyes 

verse 2 
           Eb                                                                                      Bb 
The studio sent a car to collect me, when the driver dropped me off at the lot, he said he'd never forget me 
Eb                                                                                         Bb 
The publicist picked up lunch again, I had a Pabst and some pemmican, she said "Man you're so damn American." 
F                                                   Eb                                      Bb 
Doubting Thomas had his eyebrows raised, he says he liked me much better when I was walking away 
F                                         Eb                                                             Bb 
No I've never been crucified, I've never suffered or died, I've never been shot, but I've been lied to a lot 

verse 3 
F                                         Eb                                     Bb 
Hotel lobby, late night TV, you're either up on the stage or you're down on your knees 
Eb 
Blood on my hands, ash in my wine, you can see how I get anxious sometimes 
Bb 
Nails in my hand, blood in my eyes, I feel pretty cool but I know I look fried 
Eb 
All these tall tales and one tiny truth, I saw the towers go down from up on Newmyer's roof 
Bb 
Yeah we were frightened, yeah we were drinking, it was all so confusing 
F                                                     Eb                            Bb 
Doubting Thomas went and talked to the cops, he said this sure seems like an inside job 
F                                         Eb                                                             Bb 
No I've never been crucified, I've never suffered or died, I've never been shot, but I've been lied to a lot 

verse 4 
F                                         Eb                                    Bb 
Hotel bar, the game on TV, you're either up on the lights or you're out on the streets 
   F                                                    Eb                                   Bb 
We always want more but we get what we need, I saw your girl at the movies, she seems pretty sweet 

F                                                Eb                              Bb 
Doubting Thomas had a cynical take, he said "The more you destroy, the more you take." 
F                                         Eb                                                             Bb 
No I've never been crucified, I've never suffered or died, I've never been shot, but I've been lied to a lot 

Outro 
F                                             Eb                              Bb        Gm 
Look at these mountains, look at these trees, Tom there must be something you believe 
F                                             Eb                              Bb        Gm 
Look at these mountains, look at these trees, Tom there must be something you believe 
F                                 Eb                                Bb                    D            Gm 
Tom there must be something yeah, Tom there must be something yeah, Tom there must be something you believe 
F                                 Eb                                Bb                    D            Gm 
Tom there must be something yeah, Tom, there must be something yeah, Tom there must be something you believe 
F        Eb    Bb 
Yeah.... 

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