Social Disease
Elton John
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D G D My bulldog is barking in the backyard D7 G E7 Enough to raise a dead man from his grave D B And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing B7 E7 A Disturbance going to crucify my days D D7 And the days they get longer and longer D7 G7 E7/9- E7 And the nightime is a time of little use D B7 For I just get ugly and older E7 A7 A7+ D I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose Chorus Bm G7 And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning Bm G7 I get bombed for dinner time and tea D A G I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time D A7 D G D I'm a genuine example of a social disease D D7 My landlady lives in a caravan D7 G7 E7/9- E7 Well that is when she isn't in my arms D B7 And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness E7 E7+ A G D But my liquor also helps to grease her palm D D7 And the ladies are all getting wrinkles D7 G7 E7/9- E7 And they're falling apart at the seams D B7 Well I just get high on tequila E7 A7 A7+ D And see visions of vineyards in my dreams Chorus to End
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