^AmDoesn't have a problem with drugs, He just doesn't ^Dmdo them, He's ^Gfine that his mates have tattoos, But he reckon's they'll ^Amrue them,

^AmHe likes going to pubs, But he hates it when the music's too loud, ^Dm He ten^Gds not to go to rock concerts, Am 'Cause he can't stand the crowd

And ^Dmall he's ever wanted to ^Gbe Is a ^Crock star on ^G/BRAGE or ^AmMTV, ^C/G But he ^Dmknows that it's not very ^Glikely, Now that he's ^Ethirty he knows that...

^E He will always ^Ambe A rock'n'roll ^Gnerd, He'll keep writing songs the world^C will never hear, ^G/B And though t^Amhe won't be heard ^C/G Dm/F E (or minor - not sure) He'll keep on writing, oh yeah,

But you ^Dsee the problem ^Gmis He always thought he'd ^C7be a star, ^F But he learnt piano inst^Bbead of guitar, ^Eb Which in the nineties didn't ge^Dt you very far, ^Gm So while the other kids were learn^C7ing Stairway ^F He was the piano to their ^Bbforte, ^Eb

D But he was convinced one day

He'd rock their fucking arses, ^Eb Or be an icon for ^Dthe disenfranchised masses, ^Eb Grow his hair long^D and rebel against the state, ^Eb Emb5 F But for now that'd have to wait, 'Cause he's running late for his mo^D/F#rning classes. ^G

Am And he will always be G A rock'n'roll nerd, C G/B He'll keep playing gigs that no-one knows about, Am G And though it sounds absurd Dm/F E He'll just keep playing, oh yeah, D Gm But you see the problem is C7 F There's not much depth in what he's singing, Bb Eb He's a victim of his upper-middle class upbringing, D So he can't write about the 'hood, or bling-bling, Gm C7 F So he sits and imagines his girlfriend is dead Bb Eb To try and find some angst in his middle class head, D But the bitch is always fine at half past nine when they Gm Go to bed, C7 F He hasn't spent a single night in prison, Bb Eb He has no issues with nutrition, D Eb He has no drinking problem and no drug addiction D Eb Unless you count the drugs they put in chicken, D Eb Marijuana always tends to make him cough, Emb5 F He doesn't look good with his t-shirt off, D/F# And when he tries to act tough, you can tell he's

^GmTricking. (Ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba… )

While his ^Cmmates all stay out late, Popping ^Ebpills and havin ^Ffun, He stays home and ^Cmshowers,

And gets a good eight hours,

He gets his ^Ebthrills from his morning ^Frun, While his ^Cmmates all go on dates, Taking speed a^Ebnd drinking cans of Beam, ^F He stays home and ^Cmcooks,

And curls up with a book,

And the girl he's had sinc^Ebe he was seventeen ^F 'Cause he's never really ^Gmbeen part of the scene, While the other kids liked Gunners he liked Que^Bben, He's more into Beatles that^C7 the Stones, He's more Stevie Wonder than Ramones,^Eb ^F He never owned a^Gm panel van, He never shot a S^Bbepultura fan, He doesn't know the difference between me^C7tal and thrash, He couldn't tell you nothing about Axl a^Ebnd Slash, ^F He likes Ben ^GmFolds and The Jackson Five, He knows all the words to Sta^Bbyin' Alive, And although he wants to be all gr^C7ungy and cool

He spent eleven years in a private^Eb school, ^F So it doesn't matter h^Gmow hard he tries, He cannot hide behi^Bbnd his rock'n'roll lies, 'Cause you've either got it or you do^C7n't, Yeah, you'll either rock it or you w^Ebon't, ^F You've either got it ^Gmor you don't, Yeah, you'll either ^Bbrock it or you wont.

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You can criticise ^Fhim and he won't ^Gcare, 'Cause he wants to rock, and he will ne^Fver be deterred, ^C/E ^D He'll ^F/Galways be a fucked-up little tryhard wannabe Am rock'n'roll nerd E/G# C/G D7/F# (Stairway to Heaven Chords) F Am A rock’n’roll nerd…

Tim Minchin - Rock n roll nerd