Intro 
E  A  C#m  A 
E  A  Am   A 


[Verso 1]


E                A          C#m        A 
  For about four years I've hated this   town 
E          A           Am        A 
  Yeah, so much I just wanna get   out 
E            A    C#m          A 
  Since graduation   was long ago 
E          A           B 
Please somebody get me out of this hole 


E               A           C#m          A 
  Cause I don't want to get stuck in here 
E           A                F#m           B 
  When I am thirty-four just talkin' 'bout high school years 
E            A              C#m            A 
  No I don't wanna be there,   and feel so stuck right here 
E               A             F#m   B 
Back and forth, side to side, oh my dear 



[Pré-Refrão]

   C#m                      A 
My foot to the floor I will drive to the place 
            C#m                              A 
Where I can kick it with friends through the night 
              C#m                    A 
A place we'll talk about now and the past what the future holds 
B 
Hanging out with not much to do 
     B                         N.C. 
Just aimless with each other - is what we do 



[Refrão]

      E                A 
Cause this ain't where it's at 
  C#m                  A 
I know my friends will second that 
E             A       F#m               B 
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad 
              E             A 
But it's like we're our own brat pack 
C#m            A 
  We're always kickin' back 
E          A 
nobody can take that 
    F#m N.C.          B N.C. 
And that is that it's like its all we have 
E    A    C#m     A E    A     F#m   B 
        Whoa!   Whoa!    Yeah, oh 


 
[Verso 2]

             E       A 
Come on say "Oh! Oh! Get on the floor! 
C#m               A 
  Dance 'till you got no more!" 
  E                 A 
I   know it's there somewhere 
     F#m     B 
Don't  worry I'll be there 
E             A 
  to rock the party all night 
C#m           A 
  To rock it 'til there's light 
    E            A 
our fists in the air 
    F#m           B 
Fightin' the good fight 


 
[Pré-Refrão]

       C#m              A             C#m                      A 
Cause' we were singing along to Peter Gabriel's "Sledgehammer" song 
              C#m                     A 
You know it's clear that tonight we belong in this place 
     B 
So I step back to reflect in this town I hate 
       B                       N.C. 
And at least just for a second   I think I might stay 


 
[Refrão]

E                A 
This ain't where it's at 
C#m               A 
  My friends will second that 
E             A       F#m               B 
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad 
              E             A 
But it's like we're our own brat pack 
C#m            A 
  We're always kickin' back 
E          A 
nobody can take that 
    F#m     B 
And that is that 



[Ponte]

        F#m  C#m        B 
So I'll run away to the hopes that I have 
            F#m    C#m         B 
But still I fall asleep in the arms of my past 
           F#m     C#m          B 
And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that 
                F#m C#m B 
I just lay back down 
  C#m  B       C#m   A 
Again,    everyday 


Interlude 
C#m  B   A 


 
[Ponte]

C#m        B                E 
  So maybe later today I'll know 
            A                    C#m 
What I will do with my life as I know it 
          B        A 
Maybe for now I'll drive back to that place where I belong 
    B                     N.C. 
And hope to God it hasn't changed 



[Refrão]

E                A 
This ain't where it's at 
C#m               A 
  My friends will second that 
E             A       F#m               B 
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad 
              E             A 
But it's like we're our own brat pack 
C#m            A 
  We're always kickin' back 
E          A        F#m   B 
Nobody can take that   no no no 
E                A 
This ain't where it's at 
C#m               A 
  My friends will second that 
E             A       F#m               B 
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad 
              E             A 
But it's like we're our own brat pack 
C#m            A 
  We're always kickin' back 
E          A 
Nobody can take that 
F#m               B               E 
That is that it's like its all we have