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Trumpet riff: e|-----0---------------0------3-0-----| B|-1-3---3-1-1-----1-3---3-1-------1--| G|------------------------------------| D|------------------------------------| A|------------------------------------| E|------------------------------------| Intro: F C Verse 1: F C Any chimp can play human for a day F C Use his opposable thumbs to iron his uniform F C And run for office on election day F C Fancy himself a real decision maker F C And deploy more troops than salt in a shaker F C *salt shaker noises* Chorus: F G C But it's a jungle when war is made F G C And you'll panic and throw your own shit at the enemy F G C Am The camera pulls back to reveal your true identity F Look, it's a sheep in wolf's clothing G F A smoking gun-holding ape F C Trumpet riff: Verse 2: F C Any asshole can open up a museum F Put all the things he loves on display C So everyone could see 'em F C The house, the car, a thoughtful wife F C Ordinary moments in his ordinary life Chorus: F G C But if she blinks or smiles, she'll give you away F G C 'Cause no one wants to pay to see her happiness F G C Am No one wants to pay to see her day-to-day F And I'm not buying it, either G F But I'll try sellin' it anyway Verse 3: F C Any idiot can play Greek for a day F C And join a sorority or write a tragedy F C And articulate all that pain F C And maybe you will get paid Chorus: F G C But it's a sin when success complains F G C And your writer's block, it don't mean shit F G C Am Just throw it against the wall and see what sticks F G Gotta write a hit, I think this is it F It's a hit F C Trumpet riff: C And if it's not Refrain: F C Then it's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C F Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby Verse 4: F C Any fool can play executioner for a day F C And say, with fingers pointed in both directions F C "He went that-a-way F C It's only a switch or syringe F C I'm exempt from eternal sins" F C But you still wear a cross F C F C And you think you're gonna get in Bridge: F G C Ah, but the pardons never come from upstairs F G C They're always a moment too late F But it's entertainment, keep the crowd on their toes G It's justice, we're safe F C It's not a hit, it's a holiday F C Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby Refrain: F C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah F C I'm a holiday for a hanging F C I'm a holiday for a hanging F C I'm a holiday, yeah F C I'm a holiday for a hanging F G C It's a holiday for a hanging, yeah
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