[intro] |-----------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------| |---------3-3-3-0-------------------------------------| |---0-2-0---------2-0--3-3-3-0------------------------| |-3----------------------------3-0-------3-0-3-3-0----| |----------------------------------3-3-3-----------3--| [verse one]

My ^Gdinner's on fire while she watches TV And ^Cif you ever wondered what it's like to be me She ^Gtakes all my money and leaves me no smokes ^DYells at my buddys and insults my folks I'm ^Gbreakin' my back doin' the best that I can She's got the ^Ctime for the dog and nuttin' for her man And ^GI'm no dope but ^DI can't cope So ^Ghit the fuckin' road and piss up a ^Crope ^G ^G

[chorus]

You can ^Gpiss up a rope And you can ^Cput on yer shoes hit the road get truckin' ^GPack yer bag I don't need the ag On your ^Dknees you big booty ^Dbitch ^Dstart ^Dsuckin' You ^Gride my ass like a horse in a saddle Now you're ^Cup shits creek with a turd for a paddle ^G And I can't ^Dcope - a piss up a ^Grope

[verse two]

^GYou can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble You can ^Cpiss up a rope and watch me giggle For the ^Glast six months I've been packin' your bag You can ^Dwash my balls with a warm wet rag 'Til my ^Gballs feel smooth and soft like silk I'm ^Csick of yer mouth and yer two percent milk And ^GI'm no dope but I've ^Dlost all hope So ^Ghit the fuckin' road and piss up a ^Crope ^G ^G

[repeat chorus] [solo:over verse chords] [repeat chorus twice]

Ween - Piss up a rope