#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# #Guitar Riff C Am F C E--0-------3--0-------3--1---------0--------3 B--1-1h3-1----1-1h3-1----1---------1--1h3-1-- G--0----------2----------2--0h2-0--0--------- D--2----------2----------3---------2--------- A--3----------0----------3---------3--------- E--X----------X----------1---------X--------- # Add in a couple of strums between the picky bit # and the next chord. #The chords then follow on in the verse like this C We all face the same way Am Still it takes all day F Take a look to my left C Pick out the worst and the best C She paints her lip Am All greasy and thick F Another mirror stare Dm Now she's going where? C Another office affair Am To kill an unborn scare F Talk dirty to a priest C It makes you human at least C But is she running away? Am To start a brand new day? F Or is she going home? Dm C Why's she driving alone? #Chorus F Dm C Is anyone going anywhere? F Dm C Everyone gotta be somewhere C She got a body in the boot Am Or just bags full of food? F Those are models legs C But are they womens, are they mens? C She shouts down the phone Am Missed a payment on the loan F She gotta be above the rest Dm Keeping up with the best #Chorus F Dm C Is anyone going anywhere? F Dm C Everyone gotta be somewhere #Middle 8 G F G F E--3---------------1-------------------3--------------1-----------------------------------0 B--3---------------1-------------------3--------------1-----------------------------------1 G--0--0h2--0h2-0---2--0h2-0--0---------0--0h2-0h2-0---2---2--------2--------2-------------0 D--0-------------0-3-----------3-2-0---0------------0-3-3-2--2-3-3-2--2-3-3-2-2-3-3-3-2-0-2 A--2---------------3-----------------3-2--------------3-----------------------------------3 E--3---------------1-------------------3--------------1-----------------------------------X C Waits tables for a crook Am Who wrote a hardback book F To teach kids how to read C Or sell your body on the streets C A nurse without a job Am Another uptown snob F But have I got you all wrong Dm One look and you were gone #Chorus F Dm C Is anyone going anywhere? F Dm C Everyone gotta be somewhere