Tone: [Am]
Capo: 3
Intro:
[Am] [Am] [F] [D7]
-Remus:-Let's start from the beginning
[Am]Adam and Eve bought knowledge
[Am]For the small price of a little sin
[F]They also lost eternal life
But what’s [D7]fruit without the pits?
-L: Apples don't have pits-
[Am]I am the Duke and it's high time that I dropped in
And [F]since you haven’t puked yet
We'll know they're [D7]wrong when they call you sick
[Am]It's unicorn horns and dragon tails
[Am]Roman's dull creativity
[F]If you want the spectrum a to Z
Then [D7]you'll need a little help from me
[Am]From unicorn xxxx to rats impaled
[Am]I give these thoughts generously
[F]If you really wanna challenge your viewership
Then [D7]you'll need to stop limiting me
-T:- [Am]What in the sh t have I been drinking
-L: It's fine-
-P:- [Am]It isn’t you, these thoughts you’re thinking
-V:- Al[F]Alright! You've got to stop this guy from singing
-Re:- [D7]I love how hard you try it’s so cute! Let's resume, sure
[Am]People don't like me much Thomas
[Am]But that's only just ’cause I'm honest
[F]Good and bad is all made up nonsense
-Ro:- [D7]Bro I'm gonna whip your butt!
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-Re:- Do you promise? Thomas
Speaking of honesty
Recently a snake offered me a morsel from a tree of knowledge
He said you're [Am]wanting to be more honest
And be [Am]direct, dealing with your issues
No [F]longer will you deceive yourself
G#out the [D7]ugliness within you, NEAT!
[Am]You wanna face facts I've got one
Your late-night [Am]thoughts get pretty sick dude
If you [F]shared those musings with your friends
I [D7]doubt they would forgive you
Even though [Am]everybody sins
[Am]Everybody Dies
[F]Why deny yourself knowledge say~
[D7]Knowledge of yourself
You don't [Am]need to feel ashamed with your dear old duke
You need [Am]not feign decency
[F]You see this house on fire I see it too
Cause [D7]you got a fiend in me
So [Am]clap your feet and stomp your hands
And [Am]dance off your booty cheeks
You can [F]then bed your bottom I'll still be around
When [D7]all your loved ones leave
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Imagine with me!
[Am]Licking the blowhole of a dolphin
[Am]Your best bud trapped inside a coffin
[F]Your grandma chocking on a losinge
[D7]Your pet dog stuffed into a sausage
[Am]These sorts of things are only thought in
The [Am]mind of a man whose soul is truly rotten
So [F]let all your hopes of heaven be forgotten
Cause [D7]your head's not in the gutter pal it's in [Am]hell~
[Am]Hell~
[F]Hell~
[D7]The kind of mind you only find in Hell