G# G#/G Fm7 G#/D# Have you ever wanted to disappear? A#m7 And join a monastery D#sus4 D# Go out and preach on Manic Street? G# C7 Fm G#/D# Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger A#m D# On a passenger plane, passenger plane G# Permanent Jet Lag G#/G Fm7 Please take me back (Please take me back) G#/D# C# D# Please take be back (Ooh Wooah) G# I'm a stray dog sick G#/G Fm7 Please let me in (please let me in) G#/D# C# The mad key's tripping D# Singing vows before we exchange smoke rings Chorus: G# Give me a pen Cm Fm G#/D# Call me Mr. Benzedrine C# G# But don't let the doctor in D# Fm I wanna blow off steam and Cm C# G# Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) Fm Fm Gdim G# G# Gdim Fm And don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in It feels like fourteen carats, but no clarity, when I look at the Man who would be king, the man who would be king Goes to the desert, the same war his dad rehearsed Came back with flags on coffins and said, "We won, oh, we won" Permanent jet lag, please take me back (Please take me back) Please take me back, oh ooh, I'm a stray dog Sick, please let me in (Please let me in), the mad key's Tripping, singing vows before we exchange smoke rings Chorus: Give me a pen, call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in, I wanna blow off steam And call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don't let the doctor (ooh), don't let the doctor in (ooh) G# Cm B-b-b-b-Benzedrine C# G# My, my, my Benzedrine C# G# D# My B-b-b-b-Benzedrine now Only one book really matters, the rest Of the proof is on the television, on the Chorus: Woo! Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in, I want to blow off steam Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in, oh, uh huh, ooh Have you ever wanted to disappear? It's not me, it's you Actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me Untie the balloons from around my neck And ground me I'm just a racehorse on the track Send me back to the glue factory Always thought I'd float away And never come back But I've got enough miles on my card To fly the boys home on my own But you know me, I like being all alone And keeping you all alone And the charts are boring, and the kids are snoring And my ego's in a sling You say you're not listening and I said I'm wishing And I said... I said! | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA#m Cm C# C7 D# D#sus4 Fm Fm7 G G# Gdim |