Dear God

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  • A
  • B
  • C
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  • Em
  • G
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Tono:
[Intro] C B Em G
C B
Em G C B Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Em G Oh, yeah [Primera Parte]
C B Dear God, where'd ya go?
Em You haven't been answering your
G phone
C Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is
B fucked up
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, I hate to say
Em People don't believe in you these
G days
A Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up
C D So you should come around more
C Oh, dear God, we haven't talked in
B a while
Em I'm all grown up now but still feel
G like a child
C And I'm sorry that I only holla
B when I need a favor
Em But all my people really need a
G savior
C Enough about me, what about you dawg
B You beefin' with science?
Em And by the way I got some bad
G pressure in my sinus
A It may be a migraine, it may be the climate change
C But who am I to talk, I haven't
D recycled in 5 days, yeah
C Dear God, we still celebrate
B Christmas
Em Cause the novelty of holidays is
G C really big business
B You heard the prophecy of ol' Saint Nic
Em I heard this year he got Ms. Claus
G some big fake tits
C And the longer you go missin'
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B The more the story's twistin'
Em And people count the days to make
G A their birthday wishes And it's never gon-never, gonna change
C D So you should come around more [Estribillo]
C B Oh, dear God, where'd ya go?
Em You haven't been answering your
G phone
C Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is
B fucked up
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, I hate to say
Em People don't believe in you these
G days
A Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up
C D So you should come around more [Segunda Parte]
C B Goddamn, people say that I'm insensitive
Em And that I use your name in vain
G C And I should be more sensitive (uh-ho, ho)
B But I bet they mean more secretive
Em To not expose the hypocrite in
G every walkin' piece of shit
C And hiding is insulting your
B intelligence
Em That fake-ass walking 'round in
G sundays best
A When they know the world revolves around money and sex
C The worst people are the first to (Pausa) forget (uh)
C B Ooo-na-na-na, oh, no
Em G I bite my tongue but can't change how I think
C B Ooo-na-na-na
Em G I talk to you because I can't afford a shrink
C B Ooo-na-na-na
Em It's the everyday people who do the
G A ugliest things And it's never gon-never, gonna change
C D So you should come around more [Estribillo]
C B Dear God, where'd ya go?
Em You haven't been answering your
G phone
C Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is
B fucked up
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, I hate to say
Em People don't believe in you these
G days
A Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up
C D So you should come around more
C Oh, dear God, and it's never gon-
B never gonna change
Em G So you should come around more
C Oh, dear God, and it's never gon-
B never gonna change
Em G C So you should come around more
B And it's never gon- never gonna change
Em G So you should come around more
A Oh, dear God, and it's never gon- never gonna change
C D So you should come around more
C B Em G I'd like to say: Thank God (You should come around more)
( C B Em G )
( A )
C D So you should come around more
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Composición: Conrad Confetti, Fetti Confetti, Jeremy Dussoliett y Tim Sommers

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