Shock Goodbyes And P45S
The Wombats
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(início)
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Verse 1
D Em Bm It's the sociopaths that scare me D Em Bm Not the fall of my local bank D Em Bm At least they're only burning money A Bm G And they won't be laughing as they're chopping off my hands
Pre-Chorus
D Em Bm One day, I'll learn how to box clever D Em Bm And beat the past back in its place D Em Bm I'll never get rid of this false endeavour A Bm G But I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face A Bm G Oh, I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face
Chorus
G Bm Why wait 'til the summertime Em Just to say goodbye? Bm A You're so infuriating G (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) G Bm Why wait 'til the summertime Em To hand me a P45? Bm A Was I that infuriating? G Was I that infuriating?
Post-Chorus
Bm A G God knows that I don't hate you Bm A G But one day, I must learn how to Bm A G And the next, I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight.
Instrumental
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Verse 2
D Em Bm It's not the Illuminati that scares me D Em Bm It's the people further down in the ranks D Em Bm The creatures like you that are so controlling A Bm G As to lead a God-fearing boy out the devil's pack A Bm G Why would you lead a God-fearing boy out the devil's pack?
Chorus
G Bm Why wait 'til the summertime Em Just to say goodbye? Bm A You're so infuriating G (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) G Bm Why wait 'til the summertime Em To deflate my legal high? Bm A Was I that infuriating? G Was I that infuriating?
Instrumental
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Pre-Chorus
D Em Bm One day, I'll learn how to box clever D Em Bm And beat the wrongdoers away D Em Bm I'll wear no mask or tight polyester A Bm G But you can rest assured, I'll be on a little-caped crusade A Bm G Oh, you can rest assured, I'll be on my little-caped crusade
Chorus
G Bm Why wait 'til the summertime Em Just to say goodbye? Bm A You're so infuriating G (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) G Bm Why wait 'til the summertime Em To hand me a P45? Bm A Was I that infuriating? G Was I that infuriating? Bm A G Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, Bm A G Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh,
Post-Chorus
Bm A G God knows that I don't hate you Bm A G But one day, I must learn how to Bm A G And the next, I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight.
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