Standard (EADGBE)

 The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down

 They're high on PCP when I'm around

 They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal

 'Til they are coming down

 They smack me in the eyes and take my sight

 You cut my world in half, baby - you're my knight

 A bag o' lazy spine I can take my life

 When I am coming down

 When I am coming down

 When I am coming down

 You amputate my hands and they grow back

 There's phantoms to replace the world I had

 I'm too lazy to invent a brand new MID

 When I am coming down

 The scenery of saints and stained-glass walls

 You get a little badge and you stand tall

 You needy been this shit of suburban sprawl

 When you are coming down

 Oh you are coming down

 Oh you are coming down

 So suck the money-phonic noise and golden hits

 They write them in two seconds, it's a piece of piss

 I let a little love slip from my lips

 When I am coming down

 Yeah I am coming down

 Oh I am coming down

 You've got a soft-spot for hard stuff

 You've got a soft-spot for hard stuff

 You've got a soft-spot for hard stuff

 You've got a soft-spot for hard stuff

 And you are coming down

 Yeah you are coming down

 Oh you are coming down