Kunci: C# minor•
Verse 1
C#5
G#
"I am a man who uses the techniques
C#5
C#m
of a bat to navigate"
Verse 2
C#m
F#
Can't motherfuck a motherfucker
C#m
A
From the underfunded klutz who nev
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A
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G
er undercut the butcher
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G#
F#
G#
The pick- a- booger- at- your- wake is
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G#
bumping "I'm your pusher"
G#
A
C#m
Juvenile Intruders at the gate
G#
C#m
Brooding over waking
C#5
C#m
From the blinking 12s of
A
Like time machines for shrink
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C#m
ing elders
Rifling through their recipe
G#
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G#
Carrots, onions, celery,
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G#
what unique amalgam
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Of piss and repugnant energy
C#5
C#m
Spun him out of the 70s, to
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b- line for dessert?
G#
Fire- eater trying to keep it on
A
C#m
the green side of the dirt
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C#m
C#5
C#m
This is tea- time with the worst
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C#m
Geriatrics on the decline of berserk
G#
Back in my day we were
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three times more alert
F#
C#m
Now I go through my old clothing
Trying to find nostalgic threads to sell
G#
Walk away feeling like I should have
A
C#m
never dressed myself
Sincerely I was never on the cutting edge,
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C#m
my hand was on the hilt
A
C#m
You're free to build with the other end
Shriek into the vacuum if in spite
of your accomplishments
A
G#
You wake up feeling empty like
A
C#m
Houdini's grave probably is
Volley with the quintessential
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digit al ager
I'm offended by everything
G#
C#m
A
My opinions come in a manger,
Depreciating since
they drove me off the lot
A
Still into ghost stories and pot an d the clas
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A
G
C#m
sic coconut bra
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Procedural crime drama shows
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with holes in the plot
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there's more to coping
A
C#m
Than a nose full of snot
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C#
G#
Ah, old pros throw bows to the 808
You couldn't throw a rope
A
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G#
over a baby gate
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C#m
C#5
Bishop to queen 4 in "Damn
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G#
Daniel"s under ram skulls
C#5
A
Plan for cloudy with a chance of an vils
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Fever dreams of padded cells and jagged
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C#m
pills in frozen pipes
G#
Socialites from pageant hell with
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plastic smiles and robot eyes
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C#m
I'm hoping you all grow into
the sentience you assume
As your moment of self- reflection
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A
C#m
is a moment for me, too
G#
Look, with the steel chair,
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G#
sure to serve the veal rare
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G#
Brush up your evasion and
basic tactical field care
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G#
I was on that constant futile
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C#5
C#m
rage before the internet
G#
I been ignored for longer than
A
C#m
you've been interested
The posse promise you
nobody feels threatened
G#
By a scarecrow covered in crows
A
C#m
who feel welcomed
G#
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C#m
That's like hellions thinking hell
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G#
is just ok but needs some polish
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A
G#
It helps to know intimidation's all
C#m
Come duck a bounty, it's a hoot,
Suffolk County, it's a zoo
G#
Puppy chow and bitches brew,
C#m
it's not exactly chicken soup
It's heavy- lifters lifting,
it's ginseng on his whistling
G#
It's we don't find the flippancy convincing,
Older Yeller, never knew a no- kill
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C#m
shelter in his doggy days
G#
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G#
Now I draw my neighbors over
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Kouign- amanns and coffee stains
G#
A walled and whirling urchin,
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more ob servant than audacious
G#
I document the great unwashed
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and curse in Lithuanian
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C#m
For a gallery of grifters channeling
Sid's action figures grafted
G#
With his little sister's after
markers glue and scissors
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G#
It's trippy, the truth and fic
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C#
C#m
tion moving to a center
G#
Maybe it's weirder they've never
been photographed together
C#m
Sometimes the stomach disappears
from under a retreating lens
A
And patterns of a need to please,
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F#
abusive folk re veal themselves
C#m
I'm peeling back the layers,
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I'm sneaking past the lasers
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G#
I'm a lover, I'm a fighter,
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I'm a seed to blackened acres
The dogs I think are following me home
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G#
C#
are out to kill me
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C#
C#m
G#
Your music makes a motherfucker
C#m
A
wanna move to Elm Street
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G#
Rejection of the spirit by
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G#
the body at your service
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G#
If you mess up every friendship come
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get swept up in the current here
Wheels fall off of cars when they see him
G#
Seas part, green trees march
A
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C#dim
out of Eden
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C#
I'm known to eat the heart and keep
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the archery uneven
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Are you starting to be part
Verse 3
C#m
C#m
Got me on some other shit
C#m
Got me on some other
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shit
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C#m
Got me on some other shit
C#m
Got me on some other shit
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