C
I'm gonna steal some bedsheets
F C
From an amputee
C
I'm gonna mount em on a canvas
D G
In the middle of the gallery
F E Am D
I'm gonna tell everybody it was painted by a chimpanzee
Am D
But just between you me
G (single strum)
Here at the cultural low water mark
If it's fraud or art
They'll pay you to believe
C
C
I'm gonna take five young dudes
F C
From white families
C
Gonna mount em on a billboard
D G
In the middle of the country
F E Am D
I'm gonna tell everybody they sing like angels with whiter teeth
Am E
But just between you and me
G (single strum)
They're just like the ones before
With their standards lower
Every concert goer will pay you to believe
C
F C
Caffeine in the morning, alcohol at night
F C
Cameras to record you and mirrors to recognize
Am
And as the world is getting smaller
D
Small things take up all your time
Am D
Narcissus would have had a field day if he could have got online
G
And friends it's not self-love that kills you
Am D
It's when those who hate you are allowed
G Am D
To sell you that you're a glorious shit the entire world revolves around
G
And that you're the eater, and not the eaten
Am D
But that your hunger will only cease
G Am D
If you come binge on radiant blandness at the disposable feast
(All single strum for thus part)
Am F
Just quickly how would you rate yourself
Am F
In terms of sex appeal and cultural significance
Gm Gm
Do you usually listen to music like this
Gm
We can recommend some similar artists
Gm
Are you feeling depressed?
F#
But your feedback's important
F
To us
(Return to strumming pattern)
C
Gonna buy myself a sports team
F C
And put em in a pit
C
Gonna wage the old crusade
D G
Against consciousness
F E Am D
All I need is a couple winners to get every loser to fight in it
Am
You keep the golden calf
D
I just need the bullshit
G
They won't just sell themselves into slavery
They'll get on their knees and pay you to believe
End on C