Twentysomething

Af ter (F#m)years of ex pen sive ed u (D7)ca tion,

a (F#m)car full of books and an ti ci (G7)pa tion,

I’m an (F#m)ex pert on Shake speare and that’s a (Em7)hell of a lot, but the (C#)world don’t need schol ars as (C)much as I thought.

May be I’ll go trav ’ling (D7)for a year,

(F#m)find ing my self

or start a ca (G7)reer.

I could (F#m)work for the poor, though I’m (Em7)hun gry for fame, we (C#)all seem so diff ’rent but (C)we’re just the same.

May be go to the gym so I (D7)don’t get fat.

Aren’t (F#m)things more eas y

with a tight six (G7)pack?

(F#m)Who knows the an swers, (Em7)who do you trust?

I (C#)can’t e ven sep a rate (C)love from lust.

May be I’ll move back home and pay (D7)off my loans,

work ing (F#m)nine to five,

an swer ing (G7)phones.

(F#m)Don’t make me live for my (Em7)Fri day nights, (C#)drink ing eight pints and (C)get ting in fights.

I don’t (F#m)want to get up, just (Em7)let me lie in; (C#)leave me a lone, I’m a twen ty some (C)thing.

May be I’ll just (F#maj7)fall in love;

(Bmaj7)that could solve it all.

Phi (Bmaj7)los o phers say

that (F#maj7)that’s e nough;

there (Dmaj7)sure ly must be more,

oo.

Love ain’t the an swer, (D7)nor is work;

the (F#m)truth e ludes me

so much it (G7)hurts.

But I’m (F#m)still hav ing fun and I (Em7)guess that’s the key, I’m a (C#)twen ty some thing and I’ll (C)keep be ing me.

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