Dear God

Confetti

  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • 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 G You haven't been answering your phone
C B Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked up
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, I hate to say
Em G People don't believe in you these days
A Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up
C D So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, we haven't talked in a while
Em G I'm all grown up now but still feel like a child
C B And I'm sorry that I only holla when I need a favor
Em G But all my people really need a savior
C Enough about me, what about you dawg
B You beefin' with science?
Em G And by the way I got some bad pressure in my sinus
A It may be a migraine, it may be the climate change
C D But who am I to talk, I haven't recycled in 5 days, yeah
C B Dear God, we still celebrate Christmas
Em G C Cause the novelty of holidays is really big business
B You heard the prophecy of ol' Saint Nic
Em G I heard this year he got Ms. Claus some big fake tits
C And the longer you go missin'
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B 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 change
C 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 phone
C B Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked up
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, I hate to say
Em G People don't believe in you these 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 G To not expose the hypocrite in every walkin' piece of shit
C B And hiding is insulting your intelligence
Em G That fake-ass walking 'round in sundays best
A When they know the world revolves around money and sex
C (Pausa) The worst people are the first to 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 G A It's the everyday people who do the 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 G You haven't been answering your phone
C B Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked up
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, I hate to say
Em G People don't believe in you these days
A Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up
C D So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, and it's never gon- never gonna change
Em G So you should come around more
C B Oh, dear God, and it's never gon- 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: Tim Sommers, Jeremy Dussoliett, Conrad Confetti y Fetti Confetti

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