Hobo Chili

There’s a [A]backyard s[D]how where [A]everybody go[D]es
‘cause [A]everybody knows at this [E]masquerade
They wea[A]r strange costu[D]mes and he[A]ave water bal[D]loons
and o[A]ne kid’s dressed [E]up like a deviled e[A]gg
That’s when I s[D]ay, “ What’s this?  There’s s[A]omething that I’ve missed
there ain’t nothing like this back in Up[E]state”
But “When in [A]Louisville,” they [D]say, “join the c[A]razy ba[D]llet”
So with [A]blazing waterg[E]uns I join the [A]fray

Yes[F#m] I learned o[A]n that day what l[Bm]ocal flavor m[E]eans
With [F#m]a dinner mad[A]e from dumpsters [Bm]on Kentucky st[E]reets
You[F#m] won’t learn a[D]nything tied up [A]in restaurant [E]chains
Why[F#m] bother travel[D]ing if it all ju[A]st tastes the [E]same?

A,D x 3 E, Repeat.

On the[A] guidebook p[D]age a tra[A]vel-weary s[D]age
is [A]sharing the best secrets from her [E]latest trek
The[A]n the tourists c[D]ome and mon[A]ey builds it [D]up and
pr[A]etty soon the pl[E]ace is just a wr[A]eck
But when [D]I hit the road I want pi[A]e a la mode
from a café where they don’t[E] wear uniforms
Where the s[A]alt of the e[D]arth season [A]their hometo[D]wn turf
with a[A]rt that you can’t [E]find in any sto[A]re

Yes [F#m]I know there’s n[A]othing new out[Bm] on the inter[E]state
And a [F#m]journey’s poin[A]tless if the a[Bm]sphalt media[E]tes
Y[F#m]ou won’t find any[D]thing if you’re [A]tied with retail c[E]hains
W[F#m]hy bother trave[D]ling if it al[A]l just looks the s[E]ame

( First five lines are a capella)
There’s a warehouse show out in New Mexico and
films are being screened up on a Brooklyn roof
Basement galleries in Knoxville,
Tennessee and Tallahassee games under the moon
So will you [D]come with me to [A]either shining sea
to cleanse the monoculture from o[E]ur souls?
Then we’ll r[A]oam town to t[D]own listening f[A]or any soun[D]d
that can [A]tell us they[E]’re having a [A]show
So raise a glas[A]s of your sw[D]eat to ackno[A]wledge the de[D]bt
that we o[A]we to our mo[E]st gracious ho[A]sts