I Hate Chicago chords by Laura Jane Grace And The Devouring Mothers

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Verse:
           A
I hate the city of Chicago
          D
Man, this place feels like nowhere
        E
And the traffic makes getting nowhere take that much longer
           D                                     A
I hate the Cubs, the Sox, the Blackhawks and the Bulls
                  A
I couldn't give a shit about the Pumpkins, Slint or Wilco
                D
Learn to make a pizza you fucking jack-offs
          E
Say hello back when someone says hello, you asshole!
         D                            E
I hate O'Hare, I hate Midway, I can't stand Chicago!

Chorus:
        E
Oh, the best part is leaving
              D                         A
Cos maybe one day I'll never come back again
       E
And If I die in this shithole
         D                   E
Float my corpse down the Calumet
        E
Cos I'd rather rot in Gary
                                 D
Miller Beach may actually be paradise

Verse:
         A
Alright. Christ, you caught me, this is actually just another divorce song
               D
Maybe it's not all of Cook County's fault
                          E
But it feels like another dogshit day in Suck City
      D                                                A
Jesus Christ, could you assholes at least learn how to drive?
      A
Yeah, fuck XRT and fuck Lollapalooza
                    D
You and all of your self-righteous hipster 'hoods can go to hell!
   E
I especially hate Bridgeport cos that's where she lives
          D                                 E
For every reason that she loves it, I can't stand Chicago!

Chorus:
     E                                   D                  A
When I head north on Lake Shore Drive, I fly and I close my eyes
      E
And I reach the magic point
      D             E
And I run for magic miles
     E                                   D                  A
When I head north on Lake Shore Drive, I fly and I close my eyes
      E
And I reach the magic point
      D             E
And I run for magic miles

Outro:
     E                                                                             A
Lake Michigan becomes an ocean and I know somewhere beyond it is waiting, just for me
          E
No matter how high you dickheads build it
                           D
You'll only ever be in Illinois
                                               A
And that'll always be way too fucking close to Missouri!