NOBODY HOME - Pink Floyd

 Am · Am- · C · D/F# · F · Fm
            C
I've got a little black book with my poems in,
       E7
got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
      F                                           C      F
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me the bone in.
        C
I got elastic bands keepin' my shoes on,
            E7
got those swollen hand blues.
       F                                       C
I got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.
           C            C7
I've got electric light    and I've got second sight.
           F      Fm              C · C/B · Am · D/F# · G
I've got amazing powers of observation.
                  E/G#
And that is how I know.
Am
  when I try to get through
Am- C                        D/F#
     on the telephone to you,
Fm6                     C    F   C · F
    there'll be nobody home.
               C
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
         E7
and the inevitable pinhole burns
F                                          C    F
 all down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
          C
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers,
             E7
I've got a silver spoon on a chain,
             F                                 C
I've got a grand pi-ano to prop up my mortal remains.
         C                 C7
I've got wild staring eyes,   and I've got a strong urge to fly,
F     Fm                   C · C/B · Am · D/F# · G · E/G#
  but I've got nowhere to fly to... fly to...
Am   Am-  C                         D/F#
Oh, babe,   when I pick up the phone
F6m                     C    F  C · F
   there's still nobody home.
            C
I've got a pair of Gohil's boots
            E7
but I've got  fading roots.


Fm6: 1110x1
Am- = Caug: 01120x