Four Chords - The Classic Crime

I was once a boy in love with strangers

As I watched them smoke their cigarettes I’d wave

I was much too young to think of danger

I was curious and innocent and brave

Now the wrinkles in my face have gotten deeper

I’m an old man that’s just 25 years young

I try to keep myself away from mirrors

They remind me of the stupid things I’ve done

Cause after all mans intellect and power

All you get is 650,000 hours

If you’re lucky then you’re dead

Says the voice inside my head

Keeps me moving on

Keeps me singing these songs

So sing along (oh oh)

Here we go (oh oh)

been down this road

about a thousand times before

I’m breathing and I’m bored

So sing along (oh oh)

Here we go (oh oh)

Singing songs we wrote

About a thousand times before

I’m breathing and I’m bored

These same four chords

The same four chords

Now the beard upon my face has gotten thicker

To protect me from the storms that come my way

Maybe when life’s done I’ll be the singer

In the band that plays outside of Heaven’s gate

Cause after all mans intellect and power

All you get is 650,000 hours

If you’re lucky then you’re dead

Says the voice inside my head

Keeps me moving on

Keeps me singing these songs

Even if I die tomorrow I’ll be glad my life was filled with songs

And even if I die tomorrow these four chords will keep me living on

Even if I die tomorrow I’ll be glad my life was filled with songs

And maybe if I die tomorrow these four chords will keep me living on

Even if I die tomorrow be glad my life was filled with songs

And even if I die tomorrow these four chords will keep me living on

Oh oh, the song that we wrote

Are playing back on the radio

Oh oh, even if I die tomorrow

These four chords will keep me living on