John Grant - Jesus hates faggots
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while playing the other bar chords - 577655
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C#m - x46654
C#m(maj7) - x46554
G#maj - 466544
C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj
I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born,
Since the dAay I glimpsed the bElack abyss in yourG#maj eyes,
C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj
There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own,
It could Aonly come from the Emastermind of G#majlies.
Instrumental - C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj A E G#maj
C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj
I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life,
Cause I bAelieved the lies abEout me were the tG#majruth,
C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj
It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realise that you've been had,
It's eAnough to make a gEuy like me feel G#majsad.
Cause you tell me that EJesus, he hates fruit loops son,
We told you that when you were young,
or Bpretty much anything you want him to,
Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos,
E Morons who cut in line,
Three-bean salad and parking fines,
And when we Bwin this war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll Esee.
C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj
The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do,
It tAurns my brain to jeElly every tG#majime,
C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj
The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick,
And I thiAnk that I might be Eabout to commit aG#maj crime.
And you tell me that JeEsus, He hates homos son,
We told you that when you were young,
Or Bpretty much anything you want him to,
Like coco puffs, red cars and jews,
EPostal clerks who waste your time,
Weight loss shakes, and the local news,
And when we Bwin the war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll Esee.
Instrumental - C#m C#m(maj7) E G#maj A E G#maj x2
Cause JEesus, He hates faggots son,
We told you that when you were young,
Or Bpretty much anyone you want him to,
Like niggers, spicks, redskins and kikes,
EMen who cannot tame their wives,
Weaklings, cowards, and bald dykes,
And when we Bwin the war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll Esee.