Captain Chaos,
Jonesin' sweet, sweet desperation.
Captain Chaos,
So young, strung out, an' numb.

Souvenirs from hell and back.
Left your wreckage in a body bag.

Captain Chaos,
Buried with my Telecaster.
Captain Chaos,
Money chord didn't fail ya'.

Drink an' forget you're just a drunk.
Stay pretty an' hope you die young.
I'll miss the songs that you'll never write.
You played so good, it made you go blind.

Captain Chaos,
Buried with my Telecaster.
Captain Chaos,
Money chord didn't fail ya'.

Everybody had you all wrong,
You're human underneath the God.
You gave, like you were the Jesus.
And you died for the same reason.

Captain Chaos,
Buried with my Telecaster.
Captain Chaos,
Did everybody say they knew ya?
They didn't, you didn't.

Captain Chaos,
Jonesin' sweet, sweet desperation.
Captain Chaos,
So young, strung out, and numb