Em Em C A7

N.C.
(Remus:)Let's start from the beginning
Em
Adam and Eve bought knowledge
Em
For the small price of a little sin
C
They also lost eternal life
           A7
But what’s fruit without the pits?

(L: Apples don't have pits)
Em
I am the Duke and it's high time that I dropped in
    C
And since you haven’t puked yet
                   A7
We'll know they're wrong when they call you sick
Em
It's unicorn horns and dragon tails
Em
Roman's dull creativity
C
If you want the spectrum A to Z
     A7
Then you'll need a little help from me
Em
From unicorn porn to rats impaled
Em
I give these thoughts generously
C
If you really wanna challenge your viewership
     A7
Then you'll need to stop limiting me

     Em
(T:) What in the sh*t have I been drinking

(L: It's fine)

     Em
(P:) It isn’t you, these thoughts you’re thinking

       C
(V:) Alright! You've got to stop this guy from singing

      A7
(Re:) I love how hard you try it’s so cute! Let's resume, sure
Em
People don't like me much Thomas
Em
But that's only just ’cause I'm honest
C
Good and bad is all made up nonsense

      A7
(Ro:) Bro I'm gonna whip your butt!

      N.C.
(Re:) Do you promise? Thomas

Speaking of honesty

Recently a snake offered me a morsel from a tree of knowledge
               Em
He said you're wanting to be more honest
       Em
And be direct, dealing with your issues
   C
No longer will you deceive yourself
          A7
About the ugliness within you, NEAT!
Em
You wanna face facts I've got one
                Em
Your late-night thoughts get pretty sick dude
       C
If you shared those musings with your friends
  A7
I doubt they would forgive you
            Em
Even though everybody sins
Em
Everybody Dies
C
Why deny yourself knowledge say~
A7
Knowledge of yourself


          Em
You don't need to feel ashamed with your dear old duke
         Em
You need not feign decency
C
You see this house on fire I see it too
      A7
Cause you got a fiend in me
   Em
So clap your feet and stomp your hands
    Em
And dance off your booty cheeks
        C
You can then bed your bottom I'll still be around
     A7
When all your loved ones leave
N.C.
Imagine with me!
Em
Licking the blowhole of a dolphin
Em
Your best bud trapped inside a coffin
C
Your grandma chocking on a losinge
A7
Your pet dog stuffed into a sausage
Em
These sorts of things are only thought in
    Em
The mind of a man whose soul is truly rotten
   C
So let all your hopes of heaven be forgotten
      A7                                        Em
Cause your head's not in the gutter pal it's in hell~
Em
Hell~
C
Hell~
A7
The kind of mind you only find in Hell