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[Intro] F#m D F#m E F#m A E D F#m Bm D F#m F#m Bm D F#m [Verse]
F#mOnce upon a time there was a Bmprincess man He Dhad the special powers of the F#mcheckout scan He could F#mprice out any product from the BmUPCs But he Dcouldn't see the forest for the F#msymmetries
A F#mperfect paranoia now enBmgulfs my pets That I'm Dusing them as simple social F#msafety nets I F#mwish this loneliness upon myBmself, I'm told Cause both Dpuppy chow and vengeance are a F#mdish served cold
[Chorus]
F#mMeeting with the neighbor traps you Din a chat The F#mdog is kind of bored until she Elays down flat I F#mjust walk out and wander like a Afloating Ebag And a Dcity dog can always get a hearty wag
[Verse]
So F#mface it, you can't win, who has to Bmtry this hard? I guess the Dace that's in my sleeve is just a F#mpity card But I F#mknow I rod e a camel from thisBm camera shot And I Dmust've had some sexy times that F#mI forgot
I F#mwait to fall in love, I wait to Bmsee Brazil I Dwait to see if plants survive my F#mwindowsill I F#mwait to see the Northern lights I Bmalways missed Like Dchicken breast, it's piled in my F#mbucket list
[Chorus]
But with F#mlaughter and with pain that's a Dbroken heart When F#mhappy ever after is the Eway it starts But F#mif there's potholes in the rock and Aroll I Etell At Dleast it's still a pothole on the road to hell
[Verse]
F#mAvenue A was once enBmthused I guess In Dretrospect compared to all this F#mplywood mess Like a F#mdog sits in depression touching Bmchin to floor DNo one with a job has got the F#mdough no more
F#mNow he's packing heat and gigging Bmin Shanghai And Dno one knows he's secretly a F#mfamous guy An everF#mlasting fire burns among the Bmcancer smoke Like a Djournalist still asking "what is F#mantifolk?"
[Bridge]
BmAnyone can catalogue the F#mreasons here BmAny rationale can be a F#mthing I think BmAny word of welcome can be F#msweet and clear With a Dhidden scammy virus in the C#mhyperlink
[Verse]
But F#mtell us little stories till we Bmfeel more good DTell us little stories just like F#mHollywood F#mTell us little stories so the Bmhours pass As we Drow to reach the island of the F#mmiddle class