Intro: 

         
If I could hold, hold out for now
                    
With these icecaps melting down
    
With the transistor sound
                  
And my Chevrolet terraplane
    
Going around around around

          [bad word] on little gamma ray
                
Standing in a hurricane

                                        
Your brains are bored like a refugee from a house that's burning
      
And the heat wave's calling your name

Bm-E-G-D-     
         She's got a cactus crown
             
With a dot dot dot on her brow
             
And she speaks inside a cloud
                                                         
With her countenance turning around around around around around

                  [bad word] on little gamma ray
                     
Standing in a hurricane

      
I'm pulling out thorns
                
Smokestack lightning out my window

   
I want to know what I've lost today

  [bad word] on little gamma ray
                    
Standing in a hurricane

He starts picking here, but I didn't really have time to figure it all out. I 
think the song sounds fine without, but tab it out if you have the time.


Your body's bored
              
Like a refugee from a house that's burning
          
And the backwater's calling your name