Born2run Ukulele Chords by Penelope Scott

Born2run Ukulele by Penelope Scott

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Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

(capo one optional)

*=single strum

n.c=no chord

this is my first tab, sorry if it’s not perfect :)

Verse 1:
 n.c
Hey! I like your bra!
  G                    Em
Thanks I got it from my very best friend
             C                        D
Kissed  her once in high school and then never again
    G                    Em
Drugs and money who’s between your covers
                 C                   D
Wouldn't matter to me one way or the other
Pre-Chorus:
        C*                G*
When  thots and animals storm the capital
          D*           Em*
You'll  watch c-span for fun
                 C*
‘Cause its a fucking drag
         G*
It's  crazy sad
            D*                 Em*
But you'll do what's got to be done


Chorus:
          C                     D
“Are you really gonna save the world like that,
            G                  Em
With  your tits half out on instagram?”
         C                          D
I mean yeah motherfucker that was always the plan
           G                   Em
I'm gonna wear this shit to congress, man
    C           G
So hop off my dick
             D                       Em
'cause this whole thing makes me feel sick
            C       G         D                      Em
And you're mean to kids, why can’t you just quit picking on them
     Am*              D*                    G*                 Em*
Life and liberty, sometimes property, the right to try to feel good
       C*                           D*                 G*
Her heart is pure, the math checks out so whats the move?
                   C*              D*                    G
And how could you do this when I learned my rights from you?


Verse 2:
          Em               C
Here's a little fact i cry all the time
            D                            G
About the state and healthcare and the grand design
    Em                 C
Sometimes its sad, sometimes its bitter sweet
          D
But it's how you'll know I'm me
         Am                        D
And now gun control is a fuckin' wicked problem
          B7                  Em
I don't know if anybody knows how to solve it
       C                               D
But if i were in congress and someone shot up a school
             Em*  D*       G*
I'd fucking cry about that too
            Em*     D*    G*
And so my question is to you-


Chorus:
            C                     D
“Are you really gonna save the world this way,
         G           Em
Crying like a kid every single day?”
       C                        D
Hell yeah mother fucker i'm afraid it's true
  n.c
People are in pain what's wrong with you?
    C           D
So hop off my dick
         G                   Em
Your Nixon smile makes me fuckin' sick
       C                  D
You should be just as wrecked as i am
            G                     Em
I pretty fuckin' angry that you're not
           C                  G
And when thots and animals storm the capital
          D              Em
You'll watch c-span for fun
                C
‘Cause its a fucking drug
            G
And its crazy sad
            D                  Em
But you’ll do whats got to be done
                C                  D
The rules were life and liberty, sometimes property
       B                   Em
The right to try to feel good
                C                    D                 G
Her heart is pure, the math checks out so whats the move?
                   C                 D                   G
And why would you do this when I learned my rights from you?


BRIDGE/OUTRO:

(down-down-up-up-down-up strumming)
                Am                      G
And when soft boys and their succulents
                                D7  B  Em
And girls dressed to crack skulls
  C                    G                   D7  B  Em
Take the capital and render it's capital null
       Am          D7                  G        E/E7
We’ll all feel a bit more pumped and a bit less sad
              Am*
Paint our shirts
              D7*
Say we're sorry
                G*
And call our dads


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