Tom: D
D
When all the world comes fallin down
G D
Around my weary head
And all my fantasies and dreams
A
Lie dyin or lay dead
D
When my horoscope says sorry Rob
G D
Your out of luck today
G D
I dont mess around a bit
A D
Here is what I say
[Chorus]
G
Fuck it
D
It dont worry me
G
Fuck it
A
Lets watch some more TV
D
Or maybe get a pizza or some
G
chicken in a bucket
D
When the man says sorry sir were all out of original would you like extra crispy
A
I hang up the phone...
D
Fuck it
D
I dreamt me and Ghandi
G
Were at the omni in van neys
D
We order up two chocolate malts
A
Some burgers and some fries
D
And when the man came to the door
G D
with an empty tray
G D
Ghandi got down on his knees
A D
And this is what I thought I heard him say
[Chorus]
D
I brought along some sweet corn just in case
G
Sit down help me shuck it
D
Room service is such a waste
A
Phuck it.
