Dm Am Yard trip number seven is the one that they Dm Am painted on the lawn Am F And if we load it up into this gun G E Soon it'll all be gone Am G Quarter to eleven on the Am G day of my birth Am F In the desert wind I would have a grin that might G E shatter the earth [Interlude] Am G x2 Dm G x2 [Verse] Dm Am There's three short ways to live again Dm Am Crumble like paper upon my skin they all Am F tell you to try but you're gonna cry when G E no one cares where you've been Am G Couple days of driving in Am G circles, I'd rather spin we've got Am F eight more lives and two more tries G E And six ways for tripping me high [Interlude] Am G x2 [Verse] Dm Am Yard trip number seven Is the one they tried to Dm Am steal from heaven Am F And if we load it up into this gun G E Soon it'll all be gone