[Strophe]
        C 
I was a quick wet boy 
           Am 
Diving too deep for coins 
            F 
All of your street light eyes 
          G 
Wide on my plastic toys 
             C 
And when the cops closed the fair 
         Am 
I cut my long baby hair 
           F 
Stole me a dog-eared map 
                  G 
And called for you everywhere
[Refrain]
      C 
Have I found you? 
Am               F        G 
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping 
 C 
Or lost you? 
 Am 
American mouth 
F        G 
Big pill looming
[Strophe]
          C 
Now I’m a fat house cat 
           Am 
Nursing my sore blunt tongue 
             F 
Watching the warm poison rats 
                 G 
Curl through the wide fence cracks 
           C 
Pissing on magazine 
            Am 
Photos, those fishing lures 
               F 
Thrown in the cold and clean 
               G 
Blood of Christ mountain stream
[Refrain]
      C 
Have I found you? 
Am               F         G 
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding 
 C 
Or lost you? 
 Am 
American mouth 
F         G          C 
Big pill, stuck going down  
[Outro]
Am  F  G
C  Am  F  G x3
C