F# Smell your technicolor in your eyes Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind B Treat you like the sound of lightning Staring at the sun is blinding F# Like a bottle rocket in the sky Chorus: A F# Dressed to the nines like a black cats eyes A F# You're such a beautiful mess tonight B C Wow that dirty dress is so loud C# Wow that dirty dress is so loud Wearing a psychotic red alert Your bouquet of flowers in the dirt Radioactive and primal, Nuclear and so delightful Wearing Day-Glo where you know it hurts Chorus Smell your Technicolor in your eyes Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind Shake it like it's so enlightening Staring in the sun that's blinding Like a bottle rocket in the sky Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C C# F# B |