Fatso

A                                
Thought that I was nothing more than
D
 one of your pawns

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While you stormed your ladder rung 
     D
by rung

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Though your conscience bled about 
             D
everything you said

   Bm                         E
I sincerely hope you had a little 
fun
And I bet it felt swell to damn me 
to hell
While the rest of us lost our cool
Yet still I live despite what you 
did
Because I know that I am uglier than
 you

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A                   C#m          
Fight the power, fight the 
          F#m           E
future, fight the CDA
Fight your conscience, fight your 
jesus, lose me on your way

A
Something came around the corner

E
Something went a little wrong

D
Call me fag, have some class

A
Come on fatso kick my ass

Break for a lunch of model glue 
punch
And a thermos of your mother's Pam
You made it quite clear you didn't 
want me near
And I faked it like I didn't give a 
damn
And Sonia Bianchi never lost touch
With the way you never lost your 
cool
And although you're a prick and make
 people sick
I guess this world doesn't need 
another fool

Now in the end I'm forced to contend
That my personal war is through
Now I'm dumped and your ego's pumped
Cause somebody wrote a song about 
you