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No Trespassing Waltz Tab

by Johnny Hobo And The Freight Trains


No Trespassing Waltz
                        
and it's true that we're teenage fools
                           
trading five days a week to work and school
                                         
just to sneak around on weekends watching for the cops
    
and waltz in abandoned parking lots

[THIS PART SOUNDS BEST WITH POWER CHORDS]
                                               
and call these cracks in the system a revolution
                                
but to the vanguard party that's criticizing:
                                  
what have you been up to since the Soviet Union?
                      
   when you're not starving
                   
life is just the mechanics of eating

[BACK TO REGULAR CHORDS]
   
    [x4]

                       
  talking to you is raw eternity, but what isn't these days?
                                        
  and if our only gift is this dark black void, well to me that's okay
                                  
  cuz our nihilism is the terrorist wing of youthful apathy
                                                 
burn everything down just to drink in the ruins of what used to be an
American city

                                                         
  so if it's all the same, then I'll pass out tonight still hating punk
rock
                                     
  but in love with you and the kitchen floor that you let me sleep on

[USE POWER CHORDS AGAIN]

                                                             
  there's whiskey in my bottle, and you know there's enough for you
                                                                 
I'll join you in that grave your digging if there's room enough for two
                          
  where there's no risk of death
                  
life is just the logistics of breath

[REGULAR CHORDS AGAIN]
   
    [x4]

                           
  tomorrow I'll wake up in a ditch with every friend that ever meant
anything
                            
  on the opposite side of the country
                                            
  but I still wouldn't trade anything for the nights when the rain
promised
us at 2 AM
                                      
  in some burnout industrial shell of a town that we'd never be dry
again

[POWER CHORDS]
                                                        
  and I'll keep walking and running and drinking towards a day that I
can
see
                   
  suicide as a tragedy