Chords for Bratmobile - Where Eagles Dare (from The Real Janelle)

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_ You are the stupid not.
They know where you stand.
We pick up every [A] loser.
We pick up every loser.
We are your fucking mentors.
You think they really [C] care.
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch.
[G] You better think you're better, [C] baby.
I ain't no goddamn son of a [G] bitch.
You better think you're better, [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
baby.
There are another few.
Though it's so new time we are.
The more you know,
you're not the genocide.
So you can sing all you want.
_ [C] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch.
[G] You better think you're better, [C] baby.
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch.
[G] You better think you're better.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ This is our pleasure, baby.
Let's see how long you last.
The sun's hitting your past.
I'm gonna praise all your friends.
We are your fucking mentors.
You think they really care.
Let's go and hang a fest. _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ You better think you're better, baby.
You [G] better think you're better.
[C] _ _ _ You [G] better _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ [C] think [F] you're better.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G]