Intro: Strum F#/A 4x over drum part 

Verse 
F#           A             F#                    A           F# 
Titillations been replaced....by interstate brickface & Coffemate 
F#       A                   F#               A    F# 
And by a list of phone calls, you’ll like to make 
F#                         A                F# 
Where you could sit on the edge of your bed 
F#                    A                  F# 
And you could stare into your own shoes 
F#          A                   F#       A 
And in the pools of light there, go wherever you choose 



[Refrão]
A             E            F# 
Just rig up a complication, and if it derails 
        A                      E                     F# 
You can throw away the rudder, float away like Vapour Trails 


Interlude: F# - A, like intro, only 2x 

F#                  A             F#          A            F# 
There’s nothin funnier than pride, in an utterly confident stride 
F#              A           F#             A      F# 
So I pulled the car on over, to give you a ride 
F#            A                  F#                    A               F# 
Damn this sleepy weather he said, as he marched in soppin’ wet shoes 
F#                 A         F#                        A 
Through rainpools evaporatin’, says in this sign I’ll conquer you 



[Refrão]
A            E           F# 
I pulled the car on over, to give you a ride 
     A                  E                         F# 
But there’s nothin’ uglier than a man hittin’ his stride 

Interlude: F# - E x 2 

Bridge: 
     D                       A                           D 
Past Mexicans all dressed in beige shirts, leanin’ over their hoes 
D                A                           D          A 
Now the mornin’s over, it’s time to let them sprinklers hose 

Interlude: F# - A, like intro, 4x 

Verse: 

F#                   A                      F# 
Past hills of chambermaids’ dark bare arms 
F#                            A           F# 
And fields of muscles quilted to the bone 
F#             A          F#                 A           F# 
Right now I’m flyin’ over, Ya right now I’m flyin’ home 
F#                     A              F# 
Where I can sit on the end of my bed 
F#                A               F# 
And I can stare into my own shoes 
F#         A                    F#        A 
And in the pools of light years, go wherever I choose 

Outro 
A                          E                     F# 
And throw away the rudder, float away on Vapour Trails.... 
A              E           F# 
I rigged up a complication, totally derailed 
     D                       A                     F# 
So I throw away the rudder, float away like Vapour Trails.... 
D            A                    C#m                         B 
I pulled the car on over... (It’s time to let them sprinklers hose) 

F# - E x 8 or so over vocal ad lib / end Solo: 

Woo…Woooo…Woooo - Throw away the rudder!