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[Verse 1]
      C                          F    C
I was sad as a Christmas tree in February
G                       C
High as the eyes of the Great Khali
        F                     C    F
Had the look of a book at the library
            G                        C
That's been checked out one too many times


[Verse 2]
        C
And I'd given up being given up
          F          C
Spent the last of my time
G
Waiting on the world
         C
From the back of the line
      F
Just another slice
     C         F
Of a dusty old lime
     G                     C
With no more juice to squeeze


[Chorus]
F   C    G                    C
Squeeze, squeeze it 'til it's dry
F   C    G                   C
Squeeze, squeeze it 'til you die


[Verse 3]
      C
I'm a consumer of consumption
        F           C
Another user on the grid
     G
Baby boomers got the gumption to say
C                    F
Look here kid if yer business ain't growing
          C              F
Then your business ain't shit
           G                  C
They don't sell your brand no more


[Verse 4]
        C
And the last virgin wood
         F             C
Has been found and cut down
        G
Now I'm selling my soul
        C
Just to live in this town
         F
That was built to the hilt
    C               F
Sky scrapers to the ground
   G                     C
To squeeze the last drop dry


[Chorus]

F   C    G                    C
Squeeze, squeeze it 'til it's dry
F   C    G                   C
Squeeze, squeeze it 'til you die


[Bridge]

         F                       C
All your life is the point of an arrow
        G
As it's pulled from the quiver with ease
F            
Pulled back, swift
C        F
Softly released
            G                      C
And plunged into the reckoning squeeze


[Chorus]
          F   C    G                   C
You gotta squeeze, squeeze that sucker dry
          F   C   G                    C
You gotta squeeze, squeeze it 'til you die