Dear God
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[Intro] C B Em GC BEm G C B Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeahEm G Oh, yeah [Primera Parte]C B Dear God, where'd ya go?Em G You haven't been answering your phoneC B Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked upEm G So you should come around moreC B Oh, dear God, I hate to sayEm G People don't believe in you these daysA Not saying I don't but the world is fucked upC D So you should come around moreC B Oh, dear God, we haven't talked in a whileEm G I'm all grown up now but still feel like a childC B And I'm sorry that I only holla when I need a favorEm G But all my people really need a saviorC Enough about me, what about you dawgB You beefin' with science?Em G And by the way I got some bad pressure in my sinusA It may be a migraine, it may be the climate changeC D But who am I to talk, I haven't recycled in 5 days, yeahC B Dear God, we still celebrate ChristmasEm G C Cause the novelty of holidays is really big businessB You heard the prophecy of ol' Saint NicEm G I heard this year he got Ms. Claus some big fake titsC And the longer you go missin'Continúa después del anuncioB The more the story's twistin'Em G A And people count the days to make their birthday wishes And it's never gon-never, gonna changeC D So you should come around more [Estribillo]C B Oh, dear God, where'd ya go?Em G You haven't been answering your phoneC B Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked upEm G So you should come around moreC B Oh, dear God, I hate to sayEm G People don't believe in you these daysA Not saying I don't but the world is fucked upC D So you should come around more [Segunda Parte]C B Goddamn, people say that I'm insensitiveEm And that I use your name in vainG C And I should be more sensitive (uh-ho, ho)B But I bet they mean more secretiveEm G To not expose the hypocrite in every walkin' piece of shitC B And hiding is insulting your intelligenceEm G That fake-ass walking 'round in sundays bestA When they know the world revolves around money and sexC (Pausa) The worst people are the first to forget (uh)C B Ooo-na-na-na, oh, noEm G I bite my tongue but can't change how I thinkC B Ooo-na-na-naEm G I talk to you because I can't afford a shrinkC B Ooo-na-na-naEm G A It's the everyday people who do the ugliest things And it's never gon-never, gonna changeC D So you should come around more [Estribillo]C B Dear God, where'd ya go?Em G You haven't been answering your phoneC B Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked upEm G So you should come around moreC B Oh, dear God, I hate to sayEm G People don't believe in you these daysA Not saying I don't but the world is fucked upC D So you should come around moreC B Oh, dear God, and it's never gon- never gonna changeEm G So you should come around moreC B Oh, dear God, and it's never gon- never gonna changeEm G C So you should come around moreB And it's never gon- never gonna changeEm G So you should come around moreA Oh, dear God, and it's never gon- never gonna changeC D So you should come around moreC 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
Composición: Tim Sommers, Jeremy Dussoliett, Conrad Confetti y Fetti Confetti
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