Tuning: Eb Key: Em Intro: Em Verse: Em Lucean G Im so tired of flesh and blood C D My lord has grown so vile Em G Shamefullness descends upon the shoulders C D Kicking the corpse untill the fun wares off Em G Bleeding septums and S41 C D Talking needs to the sun comes up Em G Rich boys they just need a hand or hand down C D From papa
Chorus: C Em Wouldnt it be too divine C Em With a start, middle and an end C Em Wouldnt it be too divine D Am If we could see a way out C Em Wouldnt it be too divine C Em With a start, middle and an end C Em Wouldnt it be too divine D Am If we could see a way out Verse 2: Em G Theres a blizzard in the after hours bars C D Raining my way down the strand Em G Who are these fags in the red bow ties C D ruining it for the rest of us Em G Self content for the young, the younger beset C D that hirstoy will always eat itself Em G Rich boys they just need a hand C D or a good old fashioned war Chorus 2: C Em Wouldnt it be too divine C Em With a start, middle and an end C Em Wouldnt it be too divine D Am If we could see a way out C Em Wouldnt it be too divine C Em With a start, middle and an end C Em Wouldnt it be too divine D If we could see a way out Coda: Em
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