F#m                                D
Everybody's Got Themselves A Plan
A                                 E
Everybody thinks theyll be the man,
E
including the girls.
F#m                                             D
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band,
D
are singer songwriters.
A                              E
The rest of us are dj's, or offical club photographers.
F#m                                         D
And tonight im playing another nambucca show,
A                                        E
so im going though my phonebook texting everyone i know
             F#m                                     D
and quite a few i dont know who numbers found their way into my phone
           A
but they might come along anyway
 D
you never really know.

(bridge)
A                     E           F#m7
None of this is going anywhere
   D                     E
Pretty soon we'll all be old
A                     Esus4                  F#m7
and no one left alive will really care
    D
about our glory days, when we sold our souls.

(chorus)
E
But if your all about the destination,
F#m                       D
then take a fucking flight.
E
We're going nowhere slowly
F#m                        D
but we're seeing all the sights
        D         A          E*
and we're definitely going to hell.
            A              E              D
But we'll have all the best stories to tell.

(ending)
    D         A         E
Yes Im Definatly Going to Hell,
              A           E             A
but I'll have all the best stories to tell.