Die Like a Rich Boy Lyrics

Basic finger picking of the above chord shapes, listen to song to get the idea
This picking pattern more or less continues throughout the song, I've just listed the major chord changes
I need to find somebody who can tear me away
From the car crying babies and switchblade days
The bark of the unemployment hounds
And the thought of the thick, white skull on the ground
I won't die in the bony arms of the state
To be laid to rest in the wake of the faded town
In the acoustic live versions, Scott throws in a couple of fills when picking the chord
And if the raincoats come to steal my home
There's a big white house at the end of the road
I can see you wrapped in Egyptian thread
In a marble garden, immune to the mess
If you leave this world in a rhinestone shroud
We could finally make your father proud
Pre-horus
If I leave this world in a loaded daze
I can finally have and eat my cake
horus
I want to die like a rich boy diving
In a hydro-codone dream
You can die like a rich girl by me
Oh how the magazines will grieve
I'll die like a rich boy bathing
In a milk bath I could drown
Want to die like a rich boy
Even if we're as poor as we are now
I want to die like a rich boy drowning
In a lake that bears my name
You can die like a rich girl by me
Flushed and radiant with fame
I wanna lie in a state on the TV
In a golden cardboard crown
Want to die like a rich boy
Even if we're as poor as we are now
Verse 3/Outro
Well I found you now so tear me away
From the feral street they lumped us in
I'll be Shakespeare's moon-struck king
We can lose our minds at the top of the hill
We burn cash and carry a decadent flame
Way into the night and beyond the grave