I found him by the stage last night D A He was breathing his last breath E A bottle of wine and a cigarette D A Was all that he had left
"I can see you make the music D E 'Cause you carry a guitar A God help the troubadour F#m G Who tries to be a star"
G# A G A So play the chords of love, my friend G A Play the chords of pain D A If you want to keep your song, E A G A Don't, don't, don't, don't play the chords of fame
I seen my share of hustlers As they try to take the world When they find their melody They're surrounded by the girls But it all fades so quickly Like a sunny summer day Reporters ask you questions They write down what you say
They'll rob you of your innocence They will put you up for sale The more that you will find success The more that you will fail I been around, I've had my share And I really can't complain But I wonder who I left behind The other side of fame
Writer/s: PHIL OCHS
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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"Cigarettes And Chocolate Milk" describes a time in Rufus Wainwright's life when he found himself hungover and pounding chocolate milk to feel better. It didn't work, so he smoked a cigarette, which is when he realized his addictive personality could be a problem.