调：A major•
Intro 1
G#
Bbm
G#
C#
G#
Cm
G#
Bbm
G#
Verse 1
got better from the mumps
Yes, my swollen nut and neck shrunk
And irked as some dumb tart from Illinois
In a shirt that says "I heart
Michigan boys"
But it's oy, still steel as a goy's gut
Slow pitching like a Vatican priest
to be Pope - - what?
the end of your rope
E
F#m
D
A
Alone pre tending to cope
Bm
F#m
But with all that's well I'll yell
C#m
A
Good god, what the hell, what the fuck
It took me 30 years to learn my patterns
Just for shit to turn weird
in my return to Saturn
fortune from dessert
Like the piss poor son of a serf
to know what I'm worth
But will you spell out love in
the lashes life serves up?
Or am I just a red bump in the rash
G#
E
A
E
C#
A
D
A
of cash worship?
Bm
F#m
But with all that's well I'll yell
C#m
A
Good god, what the hell, what the fuck
Brief is the life of that bird
Who brings your secrets,
your deepest beefs and desires
It might not last more than a week
And if this my final trip it be
E
A
E
Lord take me quick, let me see ye
And please heed the needs
Bm
F#m
But with all that's well I'll yell
C#m
D
Plain in my octaves with all that I've got
A
E
A
D
A
in slang they sang
Bm
F#m
But with all that's well I'll yell
F#m
C#m
A
A white dove on the hood of a two- ton truck
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