G
New Zealand, New Zealand,
D                         C
You caught me on an awful day,
G
My little life is all fucked up,
D               C
My psyche is in disarray.

G
New Zealand, New Zealand,
D               C
I wish I could enjoy you more,
G
I wish I had more time to see,
D                       C
Your cliffsides and your blackened shores.

G
New Zealand, New Zealand,
D                    C
I don't know why I tour this way,
G
Trapped inside an aeroplane,
D                    C
And twittering the scenery.

G
New Zealand, New Zealand,
D                    C
I feel like shit, what can I say?
G
My period is six days late,
D                C
My pubic hair is turning grey,

D
But I don't believe in the beauty standard,
C
And there's no way that I'm pregnant,
                     D
So it's technically okay.
Fsus2           C          D
Everything is so beautiful here,
Fsus2                        C            D
The people on Cuba Street drinking their beer,
Fsus2                         C          D
I wish I could stay here and never go home,
Fsus2                                C         D
I wish I could be just like Holly Hunter in 'the Piano',
Fsus2
And not have to talk to anyone,
                C                                     D
Even though there's technically nothing wrong with my voice,
    Fsus2               C                         D
And just play piano and make love to hot local boys.

G
New Zealand, New Zealand,
D                         C
You caught me at the end of tour,
G
My willpower's collapsing,
D                       C
And I cannot do this anymore.

G
New Zealand, New Zealand,
D                    C
My song is coming to an end,
G
I hope you have enjoyed it,
D                      C
And I hope I get my period.
D
I also hope I haven't grossed you out,
     C
But that's what you get,
                                                                G
When you ask me to write a song about your country in twenty minutes.