Guys, Girls, Guitars Lyrics & Chords By You Am I

There's a guy singing in the edge of the room
Making sounds through a face like a prune
He's got them fancy checkered pants
And a chip in his tooth, oh no, yeah, yeah, yeah
Suffocating from patchouli and smoke
Here's the fifty-first song that he wrote
About the girl who split fifty weeks ago
Oh no, yeah, yeah, yeah
And there's a weight sitting real heavy
Down there on his shoulder
The patented moves growing colder
The seventh chord just keeps getting older
Oh, my soul, just hit me if I get on a roll
But this all sounded so good
In the bedroom cold oh yeah, yeah, yeah
But its only a 2 AM tune
With a bridge lifted from "My aim is true"
From the set list drink to the practice room
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
But there's a weight sitting real heavy
Down there on his shoulder
The patented moves growing colder
The seventh chord just keeps getting older
And he knows just as sure
As this microphone stinks
There's a change coming through
And he ain't going home alone tonight
And there's a weight sitting real heavy
Down there on his shoulder
The seventh chord just keeps getting older
Is it me or is the room getting colder
Oh, we're going down, but don't it sound sweet
Feel the dust building up at our feet
The seventh chord just keeps getting older