Frank Turner – Linoleum (Guitar)

E                                  G#
Possesions never meant anything to me

             C#m
I'm not crazy

                B                 A        B
Well that's not true, I've got a bed, and a guitar

      E                             G#
And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor

                         C#m
That's right, I've got a floor

    B       A         B
So what, so what, so what?

     E                    G#
I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes

      C#m          B           A
where everything important to me

               B                 E
Just seems to fall right down my leg

               G#
And on to the floor

C#m          B             A
My closest friend linoleum

A        E
Linoleum

G#                C#m                    A
Supports my head, gives me something to believe

E                                      G#
That's me on the beachside combing the sand

                  C#m
Metal meter in my hand

                          A
Sporting a pocket full of change

E                                              G#
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin

               C#m                  A
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish

E                            G#
That's me on the back of the bus

                 C#m
That's me in the cell

                      A
That's me inside your head

                      E         G#          C#m       A
That's me inside your hhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeaaaaaaadddddd

                          E 
That's me inside your head