The World Is Ending Sorta

A D E
A E A E
A D E

A                                  E
He's got a carcass in the basement
         A                                E
And it's high time he found a replacement
      A                         E            D  E
It'll be just like a first date, but better
        A                           E
Its the farthest that he's been from
          A                             E
A careful process for a quick completion
           A                                    D      E D
'Cause the bomb's just a couple clicks from his suburb

   D                                 A        E  D
So buy a ride on the H train to your destiny
                                     E
Take a ride, an express lane to your doom

N.C.
You know you lot are all lying with Satan
N.C.
And in an hour you'll be begging him
N.C.
"Please, gimme a minute of relief from the suffering"
D
But he'll only turn the fire up
    E
And do it with the greatest of ease

And Saint Peter will be laughing in heaven
A million miles gone from you and your screams
And I'll be sitting at the feet of the father
D
Bring the bomb and my salvation
         E
Time for all of this to tear from the seams

   D           A             E
At 3 am out on my front yard
        D                      A                   E Eb
Singing stupid love songs on a heart shaped guitar
      D                             A          E
And I don't wanna hear it, 'cause I don't even care
       D                            E
The police are on their way so just stay right there

Bm             D         A                 D
So walk along with your tears in your eyes
         G
All the birds and the flies have a chance of salvation
A      Bm                   D        A
Walk along with your fears and your cries
        D          G
Realize that we're all gonna die, it's just a matter of patience
A      Bm                  D        A
Walk along with your tears in your eyes,
    D                 G
and realize that it's not too late to repent and go to heaven
      A
Walk along with your eyes to the ground, but I'm around -
E
So have a seat and give me your first and last confession
N.C.    A E
F you

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