Nothing Special

[Instrumental Intro] F# E (x8) [Verse 1] F# E You play guitar for perfect - strangers F# E You write some words they try to sell F# E And then you sing these things in public F# E -- Sometimes not very well F# E You get paid to go to parties F# E Drinking colors...talking trash... F# E And you get laid because you're - 'arty' F# E And wonder why it never lasts Chorus C F - Maybe these are wonders G Am - More than we may know C F - Well I hate to steal your thunder G E - You ain't nothing special G F# You're no more celestial than anyone else C As far as I can tell E G Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see F# G A C And everyone wants their distant dreams Interlude F# E (x2) [Verse 2] F# E So sure enough they want your - picture F# E -- And your deepest point of view F# E -- You should know you're not that - pretty F# E -- And you haven't got a clue F# E -- But how you love the adoration F# E -- You believe your 'in-house' - press F# E -- And half the critics always - hate you F# E -- So you get horribly depressed Chorus C F - Maybe these are wonders G Am - More than we may know C F - Well I hate to steal your thunder G E - You ain't nothing special G F# You're no more celestial than anyone else C As far as I can tell E G Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see Outro G E - You ain't nothing special G F# You're no more celestial than anyone else C As far as I can tell E G Call it mythology, we see what we wanna see C F# A C And I am the snake who bites his own tail