Portugal. The Man – Head Is A Flame Cool With It (Ukulele)

Dm                        Dm
I was born without a name

             F
A soldier for

           F
The streets they say

                   Dm
This kid's on a mission

                       Dm                     F
Running high on fame of the guillotine

         F                          Dm
No roots to find and no one to miss him

                       Dm
My head is like a flame

F                    Dm
Well we all get strange

                E
And we know it

               F                   F
But we're cool with it

                     Dm
And we all get a little bit older

         E
In this day and age

          F                 
But we deal with it

                  Dm                                        F
Shaking with a fire burning deep inside

               F                             Dm
Still the politicians they never listen

                        Dm
Blood money was a sound

                     F
I didn't care to hear

                     F                  Dm
Of which the politicians they only listen

                  Dm             Dm
My head is like a flame

                        Dm      F
And my eyes were red

                     Dm
Well we all get strange

            E
And we know it

               F                        F
But we're cool with it

                     Dm
And we all get a little bit older

        E
In this day and age

          F                      F
But we deal with it

                        Dm
My head was like a flame

                     E                  F
It was burning up, burning up

                    F
It was burning up

                        Dm
My head was like a flame

                    E                   F
It was burning up, burning up

Dm               Dm                    F
I became a child of the universe

F                               Dm
Reborn into this galactic prism

                        Dm                 Dm
My head was like a flame

                       Dm
Ah, my eyes were red

F                    Dm
Well we all get strange

                E
And we know it

               F                   F
But we're cool with it

                     Dm
And we all get a little bit older

         E
In this day and age

          F                 F
But we deal with it

                        Dm
My head was like a flame

                     E                  F
It was burning up, burning up

                                 F
It was burning up

                        Dm
My head was like a flame

                    E                   F
It was burning up, burning up