Rich Kids

awesomeness . up a half step . or maybe my guitar’s flat . : / C A7 you know i love to make a connection , Dm G i love to conspire and steal . C A7 and you know i love to write good rock songs , honey Dm G that’s all good and real . C A7 i was born , and i cried , Dm G#m G F C i lived the dirty life and i died on fire , A7 and so slow , Dm G but i could get used to this . C A7 i used to be friends with rich kids , Dm G but all they talked about was me , C A7 ’cause i was looking for a date on the corner , Dm G like a foghorn shouting in the breeze . C A7 and i’ll bake on a cloud , Dm G#m G F C i’ll spare the very strength to look down , in case A7 you’re in tow , Dm G but i could get used to this . C A7 i finally grew a leg in thailand , Dm G marauding on a typhus flu , C A7 ’cause i was stirring up a phase in nashville , Dm G where the plots don’t care ’bout what you do . C A7 i was born , and i cried , Dm G#m G F C i lived the dirty life and i died on fire , A7 and so slow , Dm G but i could get used to this . C Em dog faced flies would kill to survive , F C hydrogen tigers , too . C Em when you’re in doubt , simply even it out , F G now what does that say about you? C A7 i was lying by a sunny window , Dm G fawning on a stormy sea . C A7 i was calling you to find some codeines , Dm G here’s hoping you know what i mean . C A7 i was born , and i cried , Dm G#m G F C i lived the dirty life and i died on fire , A7 and so slow , Dm G but i could get used to this . lovely .