1st World Blues chords by Bright Eyes

Key: G

Intro:
G D C G D

Verse 1:
G                           D
  Jersey’s swerving like a bad friend
C
  Blew through the tollbooth
G                 D
  Never seen him again
G                           D
  East River’s chock-full of made men
C
  Concrete shoes,
G                D
  not swimming, not walking

Chorus 1:
     C                      G
It’s on and on and on it’s gone
     C                      G
From Manhattan to East Babylon
     C                                    G
You got the talking, walking, white boy blues
            Am                            D
You’re just a tool that’s never gonna get used


Verse 2:
G                            D
  No hipsters, no spinsters Nobody’s looking back
C
  All those babies snorting coke
G                              D
  While your older brother’s smoking crack
G
  Check my blind side on the Highline
D
  Looking out on the West Side Highway
C
  I seen an old man out the subway
G                     D
  Drop dead like a poor drawn anime

Chorus 2:
   C                G
On and on and on it’s gone
   C               G
From Gowanus to Staten Island
   C                                   G
You got the texting, sexting, acting, first world blues
              Am                         D
You’re just a tool that’s never gonna get used

[Solo]
G D C G D

Verse 3:
G                             D
  I was talking crazy down at Old Navy
C
  I was feeling despondent
 G     D
  at Hot Topic
G
  Cutting myself in the bathroom at The Gap
D
  With the red snapback Tucker Carlson hat
C                     G            D
  Banana Republic Ah, you‘ll learn to love it
G                       D
  Reaganomics was my favorite subject
C
  Yeah, algebra is great always made me feel safe
G                         D                    C
But comparative religions I could never get an A+
D
Plus

Chorus 3:
   C                           G
It goes on and on and on it’s gone
   C                 G
From Fairacres to Aksarben
   C                                          G
You’ve got the trust fund, Top Golf, rich kid blues
              Am                          D
You’re just a tool that’s never gonna get used
G
    God Damn
D
 It’s never gonna be
C
Send my report card in the mail
G
 A plus
D
 A plus

Outro:
G D C G D G