Seaweed chords by Saul Williams

(C sharp minor) (E major) (C sharp minor) I drive a yellow Volvo. '86 submarine. Someone's behind me in an escalade trying to blind me with their high beams. I make a left. I'm the road to nowhere, heading west. The sky is purple streaks. The sun is setting in my chest. I feel warm inside. So I'm going for a ride. Put your picture on my dashboard 'til my fate and your collides. Seaweed washed (E major) upon the (G major) (A minor) shore. (G major) (C major) Severed locks of (G major) (A minor) he who walks the ocean (D flat minor) floor. I (G major) drive a yel (C sharp minor) low Volvo. '86 submarine. Rims like Tibetan prayer wheels and my tank is filled with dreams. Fuck the game,

I practice being in the passing lane. And watch the price of gasoline rise with the price of fame. I'm immortal. I render unto Caesar to be cordial. He sees a wooden casket where I see a glowing portal. Check your engine. Looks like you're running on the blood of Indians. Put some turquoise in that rolls Royce before you crash into a pendulum. (E major) (A minor) Sea (E major) weed (G major) (A minor) washed upon (G major) the shore. (C major) Severed locks (G major) of (A minor) he who walks the ocean floor. I (G major) drive a yellow (C sharp minor) Volvo. '86 submarine. I drove it under water guided by my own high beams. Nothing's left. Witnessed the (D sharp major) demolition of the (C sharp minor) west. I feel like a little kid hid (E major) ing in my mothers' dress. I'm in space. (C sharp minor) The lone ambassador of every race. The starfish that discover me plant their flags (E major) in to my face. I'm a clone of every written and unwritten poem. A shark pulls up beside me fingering beads and chanting om. I can't believe (C sharp minor) it. I never really thought that (E major) sharks would need it. I thought they'd make their (C sharp minor) peace: bite it, bleed it, (F major) kill it, eat it. But I (E major) was wrong. (C sharp minor) Every living being deserves a song. And our passions must be rationed 'til our rations sing (E major) along.