FAT From "The Blue Hysteria" By Dave Bidini Transcribed by Tim Allard E E/C E E/C When we were kids we ran like INTERPOL. E E/C E E/C I killed a copper with a puck of coal. F#m E E/C Put a rock through a saint, made a stained-glass hole. E E/C E E/C In the back of the class, we giggled, sniffing rush. E E/C E E/C The best of friends, we rode the Islington bus. F#m E E/C Your gum was sweet but the chewing was tough. F#m E E/C I got drunk, I threw up on gin I mixed with orange stuff. G#m F#m This dream we call familiar E Am Is like death in golden wraps. E A Now if that's true and we E A both know that, A B I'm sorry if I said you were... E5 F5 G5 A5 B5 Bye bye, Mr. No One. E5 F5 G5 B5 Bye bye, Mr. Woebegone. B5 A5 Hey! I don't even know who you are. E5 F#5 A5 B5 G A I don't even know why I came. Bm I can't remember your name. REPEAT G A Bm E E/C