Don't Feed The Trolls chords by Jonathan Coulton

Verse 1:

D2
Lucy had a steamboat, the steamboat had a bell

D2
Lucy went to heaven but she still felt like hell

       D2            G
So she only gave it two stars

G             A
Worst place ever


D2
She's the kind of person, anyway she tries

D2
Always disappointed so she never feels surprised

            D2           G
When she is always disappointed

Pre-chorus 1:

G
She holds my hand like I'm a barbed wire fence

G                                                  A      D2
Dance like they're watching you 'cause they are watching you

Chorus:

D                     A
 And when the bright lights find you

G                             A
 Don't let your heart get lazy

D                      A
 Keep all the worst behind you

Bm                            A
 That stuff will make you crazy


G                          A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

Verse 2:

D2
Hello operator, please give me number nine

D2
If you disconnect me I think that would be fine

                  D2       G
Because all I can hear is talking

G               A
So much talking


D2
Appreciate the outrage, I did the best I could

D2
I thought about your think piece, I don't think it's any good

              D2      G
And anyway, I didn't read it

Pre-chorus 2:

G
Who writes this stuff? 'Cause it makes no sense

G                                          A     D2
I just checked my privilege and it looks fine to me

Chorus:

D2             A
 And when the bright lights find you

G                                 A
 They're gonna shine right through you

D2                     A
 Keep all the worst behind you

Bm                            A
 Don't let the words get to you


G                          A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

Verse 3:

    D2
The flies are in the meadow, the bees are in the park

D2
Girls and boys are kissing as we stumble in the dark

             D2             G
And we don't have a lot of time left

Pre-chorus 3:

G
 You clutch your chest, you fake a heart attack

G
 Laugh it up, nothing looks good on me

G
 Somebody called, they want their something back

G                                       A     D2
 I'm not a piece of meat, I guess I'd like to be

Chorus:

D2                      A
 And when the bright lights find you

G                              A
Bro, come on, bro, don't tase me

D2                     A
 Keep all the worst behind you

Bm                         A
 That stuff will make you crazy

Outro:

G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

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