Intro: C
C
There are too many sad songs in the world
F C
So fuck you I ain't writing another one
C G
Though there's plenty to talk about this time of year
F C Am F
Well if we all just believe in something they say we'll never have to fear
C G C
When the morning comes and she's no longer here.
There are so many pretty girls in the world,
but fuck you I won't marry another one
Though there's plenty who will break you just the same
If i could only marry mother and have sex with a lot of strangers
It'd be chicken soup and mornings without shame.
Am F C
O lord you can strike me down
Am F
I'm just trying to sing the truth
C G
O you may not like the sound
Am F C C/B Am
Thank you for Death metal and Disco
F G C
But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't wanna know
There are too many bloody wars in the world
So fuck you I ain't starting another one
Though there's plenty of reasons for a first strike
You know I'm not a real spiteful guy
But only fools say they don't mind
When another man's holding hands with his wife
O lord you can strike me down
I'm just trying to sing the truth
O you may not like the sound
Thank you for Henry Miller and ThorouX
But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't wanna know
There are too many hungry kids in the world
So fuck you I ain't making another one
Though I'd like to see your face inside a child
They say you don't know what you've got
Until what you've got is gone
So I'll hold onto your picture for awhile
O lord you can strike me down
I'm just trying to sing the truth
O you may not like the sound
Thank you for Len Dykstra and Shoeless Joe
But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't wanna know