C#m                        E
Open call for prison architects
C#m                        E
Send me your blueprints A.S.A.P
Bm                                 A
Stack the walls such that I cannot breathe
C#m                 B                   A
Man is breedin' forever, because of the weather
                              E
I hope soon to leave from the east

[Chorus]
A                    F#
No more absolutes, no more absolutes
E                       D                               A
Stick your penitentiary clothes inside the vent and run along, Leigh

E

[Verse 2]
C#m                        E
Amateur sea salt gatherers colonized
C#m                                             E
They're good enough for Conrad Hilton, not good enough for my eyes
Bm                                        A
I trust you will tell me if I am making a fool of myself
C#m                   B               A
Man is breedin' forever, breedin' forever, they come out and blister the
E
Sea, oh yeah