Jeff Rosenstock - Hall of fame

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Getting ^C#drunk all a^Bbmlone in a ^Fquiet ho^F#tel room. You re^C#peat all the ^Bbmmost shameful ^Fthings that you’v^F#e been through. It dawns on ^C#you, that it’s^Bbm true, fuckin^Fg nobody^F# loves you.

They’r^Ebme waiting for you to f^Aball, and take your place.^{C# Bbm F}

They’r^Ebme waiting for you to^Ab fall, and take you^Bbmr name ou^Abt of th^Eb7e hall of fame, oh They’r^F#e waiting for you to^Ab fall, and take your ^C#place. ^{Bbm F F#}

They’r^Ebme waiting for you to f^Aball, and take your place.^{C# Bbm F} They’r^Ebme waiting for you to^F fall, and take you^Bbmr name ou^Abt of th^Eb7e hall of fame, oh They’r^F#e waiting for you t^Ao fall, and take you^Bbmr name ou^Abt of th^Eb7e hall of fame, oh They’r^F#e waiting for you to^Ab fall, and take your ^C#place. ^{Bbm F}