Misc Unsigned Bands - Molly lewis - myhope

The ye^Fars are going b^E7y so fast it rea^Dmlly is bew^C7ilderin' And we^F'll be so-called &quo^Fmt;grown ups" an^Fd have mortgag^Ges and children I h^Fope we all gain wo^E7rldliness, and wi^Dmsdom, and mat^C7urity But ^FI hope most of a^Fmll that MySpace f^Falls into obs^Gcurity

I h^Fope our profiles ^E7all go dead, en^Dmtombed in dis^C7tant servers A mo^Fnument of your ^Fmyouth, although l^Facking its ob^Gservers Your p^Fage will be an e^E7mpty shell, when ^Dmno one is be^C7hind it I h^Fope your MySpace s^Fmtays forever - and I h^Fope that your kids f^Gind it ^G7

How I ho^Fpe that you forget about your MyS^Dpace I ho^Fpe it slips completely from your m^Fmind And I h^Fope it st^E7ays up l^Dmong enough for the n^Dext generation to f^Fmind And I h^Fope that it embarrasses your ch^Dildren I hope their b^Fratty friends all forward it ar^Fmound And I h^Fope that you f^E7orget your pa^Dmssword So you c^Dannot ta^Fke it d^Fown

If y^Four kids think you vag^E7uely square, it w^Dmill be so much cl^C7earer When th^Fey laugh at the pic^Fmtures you took i^Fn your bathroom mi^Grror And a^Fll the bands you li^E7sten to, your k^Dmids will be ex^C7posin' "^F;Who is this So^Fmulja Boy you referenc^Fe, who's 'Uh ^GOh Explosion'?" They'll mar^Fvel at how o^E7ld you are, they'll &^Dmquot;rofl" ^C7at your outfits Your s^Ftyle may pass as &qu^Fmot;vintage"^F in the future^G - but I ^G7doubt it

I hope your cy^Dmnical kids say, "Holy crap, this ^Fis great These com^Dments date all the way back to 2^Dm008." ^G I hope they d^Dmig through your pictures And find some we might c^Fall compromising I hope that se^Deing young Mom in a swimsuit Or smoking a ho^Dmokah isn't too tr^Gaumatizing But it will b^Fe past their compreh^Fension They'll ask "Did^E7 Grandpa not give you enoug^Fh attentio^Fmn?"

They might po^Fke at your t^E7op 8 friends, read your co^Dmmments at the m^C7ost I on^Fly wish that t^Fmhey could see the in^Gane bulletins you p^Fost