G Couldn't see my funny side as far as F I recall and it didn't mean much to me C G F Carried on messing round and getting lower every day G And then a little while later F looking for a way to get ahead of all the ups and downs C On the road, back at home, G A# F C A# F C A# it didn't matter much to me Chorus: F Running round every corner, walk around every street C Running round like a madman, A# run yourself off your feet F Walk about like a zombie, running round like a freak D Running round like a maniac, flipping out every week Well I just gotta get away as far as I can go and as long as I don't see you there Turn around, look again, what is it happening to me? Well am I getting paranoid, or maybe superstition is making me feel this way Checking in, checking out, I seem to do it every day Chorus Now I've been working on the road as long as I recall and it's feeling like yesterday Giggling, travelling, and getting better every day Well I was getting paranoid, or maybe superstition was making me feel this way Checking in, checking out, I seem to do it every day Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C D F G |