Bullet

          A
This is a bullet from a gun called 
"what the fuck?"
A
If i was standing in your shoes i'd 
throw my hands straight up

And start explaining at the speed of
 light, not sound
A                                 
How the words get some coffee came
     E        A
 to mean get down
A
And all the kings horses and all the
 kings yen
A
Couldn't stop the abracadabra that 
invites these men
A
And all the alleyways in amsterdam 
could not compete
Against the wall street speed with 
          E
which you leave your feet
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a joke
F#m
Funny like our house going up in 
smoke
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth
 when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own
 sweet lips
A
Everytime the phone rings you get 
there first
Continúa después del anuncio
A
And when the pizza man comes you 
always run for your purse
A
Now i'm the son of a banker, i know 
just what the deal is
A                                 
If you wrote it out in braille, i 
          E            A
wouldn't even have to feel it
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a joke
F#m
Funny like our house going up in 
smoke
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth
 when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own
 sweet lips

[solo]

A
Funny how goodbye can sound so sad 
sometimes
A
Today it sounds happy like a nursery
 rhyme
A
And you're not cinderella, so don't 
forget your shoes
A                                  
I've never been as lonely as when i
E          A
 was with you
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a scream
F#m
Funny like our loving doused in 
gasoline
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth
 when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own
 sweet lips
A
This is fireman mcneil from the 
hennepin line
A
We got the call around ten, we 
couldn't get there in time
A
There was a driveway leading to a 
hole in the ground
A                             
I got the heebies bone deep and 
              E              A
turned the truck straight around
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a joke
F#m
Funny like my fingers in your 
bicycle spokes
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth
 when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own
 sweet lips