Boomer Etc chords by Walter Mitty And His Makeshift Orchestra

Walter Etc. - Boomer Etc.

Verse 1:

E                       A
Boomer, look at me back living with my parents
C#m                       B
making an appearance as a guest in my highschool bed
E                         A
bored with myself and predictable depression
    C#m
my same old chord progressions
       B                       E
but my lyrics were better back then

Bridge:

   A
Oh well
   C#m
my fault
        B                    E
it will only get worse with age
      A         C#m
But I will make art
         B
until it kills me

E

Verse 2:

             E
Gotta sneak away for a smoke
                  A
old friends seem formal, not stoked
           C#m                              B
either you lost your sense of humor or they don’t get your jokes
              E
they all quit smoking these days
          A
in fact, you’re the last one
          C#m                         B
chiefed a lonely little spliff on the front porch

Verse 3:

       E              A
It's a lousy mess of adulthood
              C#m                    B
looking for a job on craigslist like I should
            E               A
Got my resume just today as spruced up with lies
              C#m                            B
cause I don’t want to work in retail for the rest of my life, no....

E

Bridge:

   A
Oh well
   C#m
my fault
      B                E
I can always sell lemonade
      A         C#m
but I will make art
         B
until it kills me

Chorus:

A
Boomer you’re my last good friend
         E               B
Your too soon old, too short on time
A
Rest your achy bones in your bed
   E                B
enjoy your final curtsy of life
         C#m        A
Your death will be a real heartbreaker
      E         B
I assume it’s only natural I guess
A        B
No less a bummer

Verse 4:

E                            A
Keep in good health and keep up with your peers
       C#m                        B
Gotta reinvent yourself, don't be the redundant adjective
E                       A
Nobody cares about your travels
             C#m                          B
So you sound like your bragging about the countries you've been in but
E                      A
I can recall a day when you knew my middle name and
C#m                       B
we mostly felt the same now
                       E
that kind of magic can only exist in the
A
mothballs of memory
     C#m
and your eyes roll at me like
    B
"go tell it to your family dog"

Chorus:

A
Cause Boomer you’re my last good friend
       E                    B
I can tell you can tell I'm leaving again
A
Just hang in there a few more months
  E                  B
I swear I'll make it worth it for you
C#m             A
A belly rub to end all the pain
     E                   B
now close your eyes, if this is goodbye
A           B
just know I love you.

E