Bm A G
Sell the kids for food, weather changes moods
Bm
Spring is here again, reproductive glands
A G
We could have some more, nature is a whore
A D
Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom
[Chorus]
A
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
G Fm
And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gun
D A
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
G 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 amused
Bm
Find my nest of salt, everything's my fault
A G
I'll take all the blame, aqua seafoam shame
A D
What else could I be? All apologies
[Chorus]
A
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
G Fm
And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gun
D A
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
G Fm
But he don't know what they mean, he don't know what they mean
D A
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
G Fm
And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gun
D A
In the sun, in the sun I feel as one
G Fm
But I don't know what it mean, I don't know what it mean
