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Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) (the intro is just her sliding down the guitar and strumming) Intro: N.C. Hey I like your bra Verse 1: Am D7 Thanks I got it from my very best friend G G7 Nailed her once in high school and then never again C D7 Drugs and money who's between your covers G G7 Wouldn't matter to me one way or the other Bridge: C G And when thots and animals storm the capital D7 Em You'll watch c-span for fun C G It's a fuckin' drag and it's crazy sad but D7 Em You'll do what's gotta be done
Pre-Chorus: Am D7 Are you really gonna save the world like that G G7 With your tits half out on Instagram I mean C D7 Yeah motherfucker that was always the plan G G7 I'm gonna wear this shit to Congress man so Chorus: C G Hop off my dick D7 Em Cuz this whole thing makes me feel sick Am And you're mean to kids C D7 Why can't you just stop picking on them Bridge: Am D7 Life and liberty sometimes property B7 Em The right to try to feel good Am D7 G E Her heart is pure and the math checks out so what's the move C D7 Gmaj7 And how could you do this when I learned my rights from you Verse 3: Am D7 Here's a little fact I cry all the time G G7 About the state and healthcare for the grand design Am D7 And sometimes it's sad sometimes it's bittersweet G G7 But it's how you'll know I'm me Verse 4: Am D7 And now gun control's a fuckin' wicked problem G G7 I don't know if anybody knows quite how to solve it C D7 But if I were in Congress and someone shot up a school G I'd fucking cry about that too And so G7 My question is do you Pre-Chorus: Am D7 Are you really gonna save the world this way G G7 Crying like a kid every single day C D7 Hell yeah motherfucker I'm afraid it's true G G7 People are in pain what's wrong with you so Chorus: C G D7 Em Hop off my dick your Nixon smile makes me fuckin' sick Am You should be just as wrecked as I am C D7 I'm pretty fuckin' angry that you're not Bridge: C G And when thots and animals storm the capital D7 Em You'll watch c-span for fun C G It's a fuckin' drag and it's crazy sad but D7 Em You'll do what's gotta be done N.C. The rules were Am Life and liberty D7 Sometimes property B7 Em The right to try to feel good Am D7 Her heart is pure and the math checks out G E So what's the move C D7 Gmaj7 And why would you do this when I learned my rights from you Outro: N.C. And when Am D7 Soft boys and their succulents G G7 And girls dressed to crack skulls Am D7 G G7 Take the capital and render its capitol null Am D7 We'll all feel a bit more pumped and a G G7 Bit less sad Am D7 G Paint our shirts, say we're sorry, and call our dads
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