Jack Johnson Plastic Jesus Fall Line Spring Wind

Tom: D Riff (A ) Intro: D D I don't care if it rains or freezes G as long as I've got my plastic Jesus D A sitting on the dashboard of my car D it comes in colors pink and pleasant G it glows in the dark cause its iridescent D A D I'll take it with me whenever I go far D so give me my lady Madonna G dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a D A pedestal of abalone shells D driving 90 but I'm not scared G because I've got my Virgin Mary D A D assuring me that I will never go to hell D D And by the way You know that D hope will make you strange D Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink D G It will make you afraid of change G And often blame G The box with the view of the world D And the walls that fill the frame D I turn it up D but then I turn it off D Because I can't stand when they start to talk G About the hurting and killing G Whose shoes are we filling G The damage and ruin G Man, the things that we're doing D Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off D We gotta rewind D and start it up again Riff (A ) because we fell across the fall line G ain't there nothing sacred anymore G D Nana nana nana na G, D, G, D, G, D D Somebody saw him jump D But nobody saw him slip D I guess he lost a lot of hope D And then he lost his grip G Now he's lying in the freeway G In the middle of this mess G Guess we lost another one G Just like the other one D Optimistic hypocrite D That didn't have the nerve to quit D The things that kept him wanting more D Until he finally reached the core Riff (A ) he fell across the fall line G ain't there nothing sacred anymore Riff (A ) we fell across the fall line G ain't there nothing sacred anymore G D Nana nana nana na G, D, G, D G D Nana nana nana na G D G All my friends are getting older, A Bm I guess I must be too. G Without their love and kindness A I don't want I'll do G D Oh the wine bottle's half empty A Bm The money's all been spent G We're a cross between our parents A And hippies in a tent. G D Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird A Bm It's just another day G A D Spring blew my list of things to do away. G, D, G, D G D G In a mucked up lovely river A Bm I cast my my little fly G But I look at that river and I smell it and A it makes me want to cry, Oh G D To clean our dirty planet A Bm Now there1s a noble wish G Now I putting shoulder to the wheel A Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh G D Love calls just like a wild bird A Bm It's just another day G A D Spring blew my list of things to do away