Chords with lyrics
perfect, but it sounds resonably close to the song.
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Nothing is crueler than children who come from good homes
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God'll forgive them I guess but whose side are you on
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Driving around the old town I remember it all
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Dropping my lunchbox and tampax all over the hall
(And they said)
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You are a socialist cokehead we know from your clothes
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You are a Satanist worshipper of things evil
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Think you're a poet a folksinger poseur nah-oh
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A augmentedA volleyball player you've got to be kidding us all
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So we hide from the guns on our night reconnaissance
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Steal flamingos and gnomes from the dark side of the lawn
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No-one can stop us the script is a work of genius
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No-one has bought the rights yet but we're not giving up
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Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
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Directed by spielberg and starring the masochist club
C majorC
Mary you look like hell
C majorC
Stuck in that ridiculous shell, oh
Eb MajorEb
Give us some light and god's pure love
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We know what you've been dreaming of
Eb MajorEb
Give us some light and god's pure love
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We know what you've been dreaming of
Eb MajorEb
Give us some light and god's pure love
E minorEm
We're taking you to Hollywooo-oood
(BbmBbm)
(Holllyyyywoooooddd!)
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And we hide from the guns on our night reconnaissance
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Steal flamingos and gnomes from the dark side of the lawn
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One plays a socialist cokehead we dress in my clothes
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One plays a Satanist worshipper of things evil
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One plays a poet who starts up a band of his own
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One plays a volleyball player with both her wrists broke
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And we hide from the guns on our night reconnaissance
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Steal flamingos and gnomes from the dark side of the lawn
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And we give them good homes give them love they've never known
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