Woodchuck

D C Am G
D C Am G

[Verse 1]
D                     C          
How much wood could I chuck if I 
Am                       G
gave a flying fuck about chucking 
bits of wood?
D                               C
I wonder if I would, or would I 
                    Am             
just do the same and say it's what 
                 G
I do when I don't do it everyday?
              D                    
Just take the process as my name 
  C
and now I feel ashamed
       Am                      G
When I say it's what I am I am lying
 to your face!
            D                      
I'd like to say I'm what I love but
      C                    Am     
 if I loved chucking wood, I don't
                    G
 think that I would chuck enough

[verse 2]
      Em          C       B       
Oh if Peter Piper picks a peck of 
G                Em         C   
pickled peppers, does Peter pick
      B
 them forever?
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             Em     C       B     
And does the pepper picking really
 G      Em  C     B
 define our Peter Piper?

[Verse 3]
    D                 C           
Now would I still be a Woodchuck 
       Am                          
if like Peter I picked peppers but 
 G
I chucked wood when I could
             D             C      
And should I give a flying fuck if
           Am                   G
 you see a pepper picker or you see 
a woodchuck?
                D         C       
It'd be nice to be defined by what
                     Am            
 we love but I don't think that we 
G
think that we're good enough
          D                    
We're all imposters who've been 
 C               Am               
riding on luck, posturing until 
           G
the day that we're eventually shown 
up

[Verse 4]
                                    
                                    
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Em   C        B       G         
Pray tell the shadows of what we
 Em      C  B                    
 project to be affixed to us     
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Em  C   B     G    Em  C  B 
A pessimistic pest exists 
amidst us                           
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[Verse 5]
                                    
                                    
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Em              C                
Face fears they find out your 
fakery                              
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G                         B      
I think you are where you deserve
 to be                              
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Em              C                
When definition wields weight 
over you                            
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G                    B      
Know rational people feel like 
they're faking it too               
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