Self Destructive Zones Chords & Lyrics - Drive-by Truckers

[G]It was 1990 give or [D]take I don't remember
when the [C]news of revolution hit the [G]air
The [G]girls hadn't even started t[D]aking down our posters
when the [C]boys started cutting off their [G]hair
The [D]radio stations all [Am]decided angst was finally
old [C]enough it ought to have a proper [G]home
[G]Dead fat or rich nobody’[D]s left to bitch
about the [C]goings' on in self destructive [G]zones

[G]The night the practice room caught [D]fire
there were rumors of a [C]dragon headed straight for Muscle [G]Shoals
[G]"Stoner tries to sav[D]e an amplifier"
and it's like the dragon's [C]side of the story is never [G]told
When the [D]dream and the man and the g[Am]irls hang around long [C]enough
to make you think it's coming [G]true,
[G]it's easier to let it all d[D]ie a fairy tale,
than a[C]dmit that something bigger is passing t[G]hrough

[G]The hippies rode a wave putting s[D]miles on faces,
that the d[C]evil wouldn’t even put [G]a shoe
[G]Caught between a generation d[D]ying from its habits,
and [C]another thinking rock and roll was [G]new
Till the [D]pawn shops were packed like a b[Am]ackstage party,
hanging [C]full of pointy ugly cheap g[G]uitars
And the [G]young'uns all turned to k[D]araoke,
hanging all their [C]wishes upon disregarded [G]stars

[G]My Grandaddy's shotgun is l[D]ocked in a closet
and it [C]never shot a thing that could have [G]lived
An old ma[G]n decided that you c[D]ouldn't choose your poison
till you're [C]nearly old enough to vote for [G]him
They t[D]urned what was into s[Am]omething so disgusting
even w[C]ild dogs would disregard the [G]bones
Dead [G]fat or rich nobody?[D] ??s left to bitch
about the g[C]oings' on in self destructive z[G]ones