They Might Be Giants – Nothings Gonna Change My Clothes (Guitar)

        E                                  C#7
All the people are so happy     now, their heads are caving   in 

    F#m                            B
I'm glad they are a snowman with pro- tec- tive rub- ber skin 

          G                                    C
But every little thing's a dom- i-   no   that falls on  different dots

    G                                        C                  B
And crashes   in-  to   ev-  ery- thing that tries to make it   stop

        E                         C#7
And the mirror it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton

    F#m                     B
Surrounded be a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in

        G                             C
A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice

      G                                 C                 B
Some people call them snake-eyes but to me they look like mice

E                  C#m           A               A#dim
nothing's smelling like a  rose      but  I   don't care if

E                 B                C#m                 A
no  one's coming  up  for    air,             'cause I          know

E                   C#m                 A                   A#dim
nothing's gonna     change    my        clothes,            ever       anymore