SPINNING FOR THE CAUSE

Em            G            A
breakfast comes at eight and i am wide awake
Bm            A            Em
nine with my head spinning for the cause
Em            G            A
morning glory hits me like a hurricane
Bm            A            Em
shakes me like the beatles and the doors
Bm            A            G
tender is the word i give to you my love
Bm            A            G
never knowing what it really means
Em            G            A
do you want to come along when i leave home
Bm            A            Em
and top it off with pills and ecstasy
G      A      Bm
try to write it in a letter
Em            
whether right or wrong
      Bm
sing it in a song
A
i will not stop
G      A      Bm
nothing tells my story better
      Em
than the streets i walk
      Bm
i don’t want to know
A            Em
where i end up

friday night was filled with matching fever strokes
season for panic to attack
a green eyed bandit laughed and came in from the cold
no reason left for me to sing it back
business never easy when you’re nearly dead
you give and you get nothing in return
sit on top of you and eat a gingerbread
to save you from a lot of your concern
try to write it in a letter
whether right or wrong
sing it in a song
i will not stop
nothing tells my story better
than the streets i walk
i don’t want to know
where i end up