6Up 5Oh Cop-Out Pro Con
Will Wood And The Tapeworms
Dm
(início)
DmVerse 1
Dm Six-up, five-oh, pigs come, I cop n’ go Dm The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos Gm A7 Good luck finding critters creepy as me. They shoulda fried me, I’ll give ya PTSD Dm Vodka shots droppin’ down the throat they been stompin’ on Dm Cockin’ guns, lockin’ up, the quotas all for shock n’ awe Gm A7 Drivin’s tirin’, and I been hot-wirin’ to make my get away from the jailbreak riot and Dm Cellmates scrapin’ upon the bricks in the basement Dm Gm Tryin’ to escape this probation generation- too late! Gm Crazy fuckers’ gotta do the time A7 Committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes Dm I’m alive and kickin’ till the split ends fray Dm Maybe plead insane, guilty, but I’m not to blame! Gm I’m a slave to the main vein, sprayin’ on the mainframe A7 Suffering the infrastructure, hoping I can maintain! Dm C#m Cm Bm A7 Oh how I know how I go how I go. Ask me a question the answer I know Dm C#m Cm Bm A7 Yes or no options don’t weigh out and so; I don’t ever see the cons and the pros
Chorus
Gm You bare a striking resemblance Dm Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’ Gm A7 You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror Dm Gm A7 Dm Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! Dm Gm A7 Please policeman- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest Dm
Verse 2
Dm The drunk-tank’s blood red. Junkie’s gonna relapse Dm Some think punk’s dead, me I don’t believe that Gm A7 Rock n’ roll gatherin’ the moss till I be that lichen-coated boulder, make you slip, Bust your kneecap! Dm Open on the amazon, hide the cure for cancer Dm I’m Lance Armstrong, you’re the necromancer Gm Slash n’ burn, crash into the 42nd answer A7 All my fellow skeletons adore the army ants here Dm Flies on my eyeballs, scabs on my elbows Dm Heaven knows God’s sittin’ up there like “Hell no!” Gm A7 Only one thing comes to those who wait. It's never too late to embrace your fate Dm C#m Cm Bm May death come swiftly and gently to you A7 Mayhem, cry mayday, and oncoming doom Dm C#m Cm Bm A7 Save your convictions, they never will do. What you say’s at least 1 6 billionth true
Chorus
Gm You bare a striking resemblance Dm Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’ Gm A7 You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror Dm Gm A7 Dm Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! Dm Gm A7 Please policeman- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest Dm
Break- ad lib vocals
Dm Dm Gm A7 (x4)
Chorus
Gm Dm Am I being detained? Am I under arrest? Gm A7 Read me my rights please. I want my phone call Dm Gm A7 Dm Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! Dm Gm A7 Please policeman- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m-- ah ta ta ta ta ta ta ta Dm Gm A7 Dm Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! Dm Gm A7 Please policeman- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest
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