Verse 1: A F#m F#m A See how the western kids D D Bm Bm Bm D Have silicon inside their lips A A F#m F#m F#m A A mask or an artifice D D Bm Bm Bm D For the love that their parents give A A F#m F#m F#m A The northern girls they play the part D D Bm Bm Bm D With painted face, they're works of art A A F#m F#m F#m A I swear to god I felt it then D D Bm Bm Bm D The perfumed aura of wine and gin
Chorus: F#m E D I just love this I swear I'll go viral F#m E D From the burbs' to the streets now, it's a revival F#m E D The spirit is found in the idealistically idle F#m E A Bm A The age of excess F#m E D And I just love it (la la la la la la) F#m E D I just love it (la la la la la la) F#m E D Bm A Bm A I just love it (la la la la la la) Verse 2: F#m The Midwestern plains recall D Firearms and alcohol A The proxy-server kind of men F#m Bm The socialites they're brooding hens A The silhouettes they play the part D Their east coast digs are works of art A But the sickness sleeps inside our bones D With solipsistic overtones Chorus: N.C. D I just love this I swear I'll go viral F#m E D From the burbs' to the streets now, it's a revival F#m E D The spirit is found in the idealistically idle F#m E A Bm A The age of excess F#m E D And I just love it (la la la la la la) F#m E D I just love it (la la la la la la) F#m E D Bm A Bm A I just love it (la la la la la la) Outro: