[Intro] F C GF C How does it feel to be blamedG F For things you didn't do Don't be ashamedC G F You can't control what isn't true Yes they doC They like what they hearG Makes the world seem so clearF Yes they do And they knewC G F I feel sorry for youC G F I feel sorry for you( F C G )F Flying highC G Should have put more effort into your disguiseF Cause what you saw your mothers criesC When the tears don't come alongG Cause she ain't got no eyesF C G No more, no moreF C No more, it's trueG F I feel sorry for youC G F I feel sorry for youC G F I feel sorry for you( F C G )F You're looking for some answersC G Down the street, over the hillF Into the sun All you found was heat, sweatC G F Stress, smoke, drugs, big ugly thugs Life is so sweetC It's a treatG And I'd share with youF Who else knewC G Just how I feelF Before the strength they could musterC Dm There's a man as tall as a roofF A brand new generation of hustlerC Dm Their hearts they didn't moveF I can see they were coming in numbersC Dm But there would just be a fewF Their coming to ease up their hungerC G F It looks like the dinner's on youC G F I feel sorry for youC G F I feel sorry for you( F C G )
Dinner´s On You
Sticky Fingers
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