Chords with lyrics
Key: C majorC
INTRO: C majorC C7C7 Fsus2Fsus2 G7sus-G7 (2x)
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Sid vicious played a four-string fender bass guitar and couldn't sing
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And everybody hated him except the ones who loved him
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A augmentedA ukulele has four strings, but Sid did not play ukulele
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He did smack and probably killed his girlfriend Nancy Spungen
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If only sid had had a ukulele, maybe he would have been happy
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Maybe he would not have suffered such a sad end
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He maybe would have not done all that heroin instead
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He maybe would've sat around just singing nice songs to his girlfriend
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So play your favourite cover song, especially if the words are wrong
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'Cos even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing!
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Do your homework with a fork and eat your fruit loops in the dark
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And bring your etch-a-sketch to work and play your ukulele
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Ukulele small and fierceful, Ukulele brave and peaceful
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You can play the ukulele too it is painfully simple
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Play your ukulele badly, play your ukulele loudly
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Ukulele banish evil ukulele save the people ukulele gleaming golden on the top of every steeple
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Lizzie Borden took an axe, and gave her mother forty whacks
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Then gave her father forty-one, and left a tragic puzzle
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If only they had given her an instrument, those puritans
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Had lost the plot completely see what happens when you muzzle
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A augmentedA person's creativity and do not let them sing and scream
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And nowadays it's worse 'cause kids have automatic handguns
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It takes about an hour to teach someone to play the ukulele
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About the same to teach someone to build a standard pipe bomb… YOU DO THE MATH
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So play your favourite cover song, especially if the words are wrong
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'Cos even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing
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Do your homework with a fork and eat your fruit loops in the dark
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And bring your flask of Jack to work and play your ukulele
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Ukulele, thing of wonder ukulele, ukulele wand of thunder
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You can play the ukulele too, in London and down under
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Play Joan Jett, and play Jacques Brel and Eminem and neutral milk ho-
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tel the children crush the hatred play your ukulele naked and if anybody tries to steal your ukulele, let them take it
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Imagine there's no music, imagine there are no songs
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Imagine that John Lennon wasn't shot in front of his apartment
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Now imagine if john lennon had composed "imagine" on the ukulele
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Maybe people would have truly got the message
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You may think my approach is simple-minded and naïve
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Like if you want to want the world then why not quit and feed the hungry?
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But people for millennia have needed music to survive
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And that's why i've promised john that i will not feel guilty
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So play your favourite Beatles' song and make the subway fall in love
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They're only $19.95, that isn't lots of money
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Play until the sun comes up and play until your fingers suffer
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Play LCD sound system songs on your ukulele
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Quit the bitching on your blog and stop pretending art is hard
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Just limit yourself to three chords and do not practice daily
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You'll minimize some stranger's sadness with a piece of wood and plastic
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Holy fuck! it's so fantastic, playing ukulele
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Eat your homework with a fork and do your fruit loops in the dark
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And bring your etch-a-sketch to work, your flask of jack, your vibrator, your fear of heights, your Nikon lens…
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Your mom and dad, your disco stick, your soundtrack from "karate kid"
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Your ginsu knives, your rosary, your new Rebecca Black CD
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Your favourite room, your bowie knife, your stuffed giraffe, your new glass eye
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Your sousaphone, your breakfast tea, your nick drake tapes, your giving tree
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Your ice cream truck, your missing wife, your will to live, your urge to cry
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