Bm A G Sell the kids for food, weather changes moodsBm Spring is here again, reproductive glandsA G We could have some more, nature is a whoreA D Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom [Chorus]A He's the one who likes all our pretty songsG Fm And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gunD A He's the one who likes all our pretty songsG Fm But he don't know what they mean, he don't know what they mean [Verse]Bm A G I wish I was like you, easily amusedBm Find my nest of salt, everything's my faultA G I'll take all the blame, aqua seafoam shameA D What else could I be? All apologies [Chorus]A He's the one who likes all our pretty songsG Fm And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gunD A He's the one who likes all our pretty songsG Fm But he don't know what they mean, he don't know what they meanD A He's the one who likes all our pretty songsG Fm And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gunD A In the sun, in the sun I feel as oneG Fm But I don't know what it mean, I don't know what it mean
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