Standard Tuning – No Capo

e|-0—2—0—3-|
B|-2—3—0—3-|
G|-2—4—0—0-|
D|-2—4—2—0-|
A|-0—2—2—2-|
E|-x—x—0—3-|

Intro:

Don’t wanna wait till the mornin'
Don’t wanna wait till the mornin’ comes
You know the bigger picture changes when your colors run

I got my hand in my pocket
And there’s a diamond at my finger tips
Don’t wanna wait till mornin’ you and I live for this

I rip holes in my shirt
There’s mud on my shoes, there’s sun on my skin
I am brand new
We shout at the cops, we howl at the moon
Just a matter of time, don’t you get it?

We are the kids that you never can kill,
You never can kill, you never can kill
We say that we won’t but you know that we will,
You know that we will keep on

Don’t wanna wait for permission
We got our own fresh set of rules
We take that old school fashion
Shape it into something new

You got your hand in my pocket
You’re like the dance with my finger tips
Don’t gotta wait for permission
You and I we live for this
You know we live for this

We are the kids that you never can kill,
You never can kill, you never can kill
We say that we won’t but you know that we will,
You know that we will keep on
We are the kids that you never can kill,
You never can kill, you never can kill
We say that we won’t but you know that we will,
You know that we will keep on

Lost boys, lost girls, hot tires, wild animals
We won’t live forever
Hand over the future, hand over the future
Hand over the future, hand over the future, now now now now

I rip holes in my shirt
There’s mud on my shoes, there’s sun on my skin
I am brand new
We shout at the cops, we howl at the moon
Just a matter of time, don’t you get it?

We are the kids that you never can kill,
You never can kill, you never can kill
We say that we won’t but you know that we will,
You know that we will keep on
We are the kids that you never can kill,
You never can kill, you never can kill
We say that we won’t but you know that we will,
You know that we will keep on

Come on, hand over the future, hand over the future
Hand over the future, hand over the future
Lost boys, lost girls don’t hand over the future, hand over the future, now now now now

Intro: E – A – E – B

Verse 1:
It was a strange place and a tender age; I was just a babe in school
Saw them roll their eyes at me every time that I thought that I was cool
Well uh God knows I was no chosen one; that just wasn’t my prime
Yeah it’s just matter of time, honey, it’s just a matter of time

Chorus:
And I will work this body I will burn this flame
Oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain
Yeah, I’m a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear
Yeah, one day I will beat you fair and square

Tag:
Show me what you got
Work this body on the floor
Who do you think you are
C?mon meet me on the court

Refrain: (le French)
Que ferais-tu?
Putain, je ne sais pas!

Verse 2:
It ain’t no matter of “if”, honey, it’s just a matter of ?when”
Ah, some Sunday when it’s my face in the newspaper again
All the rag magazines, black limousines, they’ll be getting in line
Yeah it’s just matter of time, honey, it’s just a matter of time

Chorus:
And I will work this body I will burn this flame
Oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain
Yeah, I’m a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear
Yeah, one day I will beat you fair and square

Tag:
Show me what you got
Work this body on the floor
Who do you think you are
C?mon meet me on the court

Refrain: (le French)
Que ferais-tu?
Putain, je ne sais pas!
Ne viens pas pleurer…
Vers moi?

Guitar Solo/Instrumental: E – A – E – B

Chorus: (x2)
And I will work this body I will burn this flame
Oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain
Yeah, I’m a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear
Yeah, one day I will beat you fair and square, Yeah!