Tom: Bm
Bm G
Yeah! You got more trouble than you can handle, honey!
What the fuck are you gonna do?
A
How are you gonna scrape on by?
Bm
I do believe that there are two things you do in this situation
Bm
You leave town or go into hiding
G
Because some people got brains and other people got talent
A
Others just look good
Bm Fmaj7
You and me, we got none of those things, but listen up:
[Verse 1]
Bm
Uh my, my, my, my, what a position:
G
The love of my life smoking crack in the kitchen
A
Lovely long nails and a nasty half grin:
Bm Fmaj7
“It's a living,” she shrugs
Bm
It's a missile disguised as an ethic
G
It's a rabbit suffocating in a rabbit hole
A Bm Fmaj7
It's politics as usual
[Refrain]
Bm
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
G
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
A Bm
Ba Ba Bum, Some kind of disaster relief
Bm
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
G
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
A Bm Fmaj7
Ba Ba Bum, Some kind of disaster relief
[Bridge]
Em Bm
Honest homes
Em Bm
Simple words, simple words
Em Bm
And honest hopes
Em A
Are like skipping stones
Bb A
Skipping stones
[Verse 2]
Bm
Well you can tell that things are getting terribly real
G
When the suckers in charge don't even gotta lie to the people
A Bm
And the only megaphone left working is attached to a steeple
Bm
It's a concrete national forest
G
It's a kid with a gun at the age of 10
A Bm Fmaj7
It's like the last dying gasp of a friend
[Refrain]
Bm
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
G
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
A Bm
Ba Ba Bum, Some kind of disaster relief
Bm
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
G
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Bum Ba Bum
A Bm Fmaj7
Ba Ba Bum, Some kind of disaster relief
