Tone: [G]
Verse 1:
Hey! I like your bra!
Tha[G]Thanks, I got it from my ve[Em]very best friend
Kissed her o[C]once in high school and then [D]never again
Dru[G]Drugs and money, who's b[Em]between your covers
Wouldn't mat[C]matter to me one w[D]way or the other
Pre-Chorus:
When th[C]thots and animals [G]storm the capital
You'll w[D]watch c-span for [Em]fun
'Cause it's a xx[C]xxxxing drag
And it's cr[G]crazy sad
But you'll d[D]do what's got to be do[Em]done
Chorus:
Are you r[C]really gonna save the wo[D]world like that?
With your t[G]tits half out on i[Em]instagram
I mean ye[C]yeah motherxxxxer, that was a[D]always the plan
I'm gonna we[G]wear this xxxx to Co[Em]Congress man
So h[C]hop off my xx[G]xxxx
'cause this w[D]whole thing makes me feel [Em]sick
And you're me[C]an to ki[G]ds, why ca[D]n't you just quit pi[Em]cking on them
L[Am]ife and liberty, som[D]
etimes property, the ri[G]ght to try to feel g[Em]ood
Her heart is p[C]ure, the math checks o[D]ut so what's the mo[G]ve
And how could you [C]do this when I le[D]learned my rights from y[G]you
Verse 2:
He[Em]Here's a little fact, I cry a[C]all the time
about the st[D]state and healthcare and the gra[G]grand design
And someti[Em]sometimes it's sad and somet[C]sometimes it's bitter sweet
But it's h[D]how you'll know I'm me
Now [Am]gun control is a really ic[D]icky problem
I don't k[B7]know if anyone knows h[Em]how to solve it
But if [C]I was in Congress and someone s[D]shot up a school
I'd xxxxing [Em]cry ab[D]about that t[G]too
And so my qu[Em]question [D]is do y[G]you
Chorus:
Are you r[C]really gonna save the wo[D]world this way
Crying like a ki[G]kid every si[Em]single day
Hell ye[C]yeah mother xxxxer, I'm af[D]afraid it's true
People are in pain, what's wrong with you
So h[C]hop off my xx[D]xxxx
Your Nixon sm[G]smile makes me xxxxin' s[Em]sick
You should be ju[C]just as wrecked as [D]I am
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I'm pretty xxxxin' angry that you're not
And when th[C]thots and animals st[G]storm the capital
You'll wa[D]watch c-span for [Em]fun
‘Cause it's a x[C]xxxxing drag
And it's c[G]crazy sad
But you’ll [D]do what's got to be d[Em]done
The rules were l[C]life and liberty, s[D]sometimes property
The ri[B]right to try to feel g[Em]good
Her heart is pu[C]re, the math checks o[D]ut so what's the mo[G]ve
And why would you [C]do this when I l[D]learned my rights from y[G]you
Bridge:
And when soft b[Am]boys and their succulents [G]
And girls dressed to crack sk[D]skulls [B] [Em]
T[C]ake the capital and r[G]ender it's capital n[D]ull [B] [Em]
Well, I[Am]'ll feel a b[D]it more pumped and a b[G]it less s[E]ad
Paint our sh[Am]shirts
Say we're so[D]sorry
And call our[G]our dads
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