Chords for Fairly OddParents: Where Is The Fun? [HQ]

Hey Floppy Bob, [A] can't you see what [E] they've done? _ _
They made it a pawn, [A] and clearly you were [E] the one
They [D#] took away your [C#m] clowny clothes, your [E] floppy shoes and big red [A#m] nose
Just [F#] look around, [A] how could you say this [E] is fun? _ _ _ _ _
_ Since you were born, [A] they decided [E] you're a fake _
_ _ _ Down to the food that [E] you ate, I [B] know it seems they gave [C#m] a lot
But I'm [B] telling you it's part of [F#] us that you can stop
Can't stop them before it's [E] too late _
Hey Floppy Bob, you hear what he been sputting?
The lies that he been telling, I know where this is heading
[Em] Towards putting you against us, to resent us, and resent us, [E] as a chance
Who are they?
Yeah, don't you be forgetting
It was you, Floppy Bob Yeah, you were the one
[Em] We're protected, and respected, [B] as though you were our [Em] son
And now you're in the middle, you can fiddle with this riddle
[E] Or you can sign this damn trade card, that's your wish is what we've [C#] done
Boring to [B] find, who should I turn [F#] to?
You _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [G#] can trust to [F#] tell me what's fun
Trust [C#] _ _ [G#] _ [F#] you, he was the one
You were the one [A#m] who wanted to shun
Everything I [F#] always thought fun
[C#] We're protected, and respected, as though you were our son
Hey Floppy Bob, can't you see in your heart?
Yeah, we're protected, and respected, as though you were our son
There's a war you play, and dude, this just ain't the right part
[G#] I know my actions weren't [A#m] ideal
[C#] But how your clowny [D#] parents feel
About the path you chose
Whether or not [B] it would match
[C#] Where is the fun?
Who should I turn to?
Where is the [A] fun?
How can I learn [A#m] who?
Who is the [G#] one?
The one I can trust [F#] to tell me what's fun
[C#] Where is the [G#] fun?
I'm so conflicted
He was the [C#m] one
The one who [A#m] restricted
Your mission of fun
[G#] And with this pen I'll sign, [F#] but I, I don't want No!
[C#] Maybe you're right, could be a giant mistake
Ha ha ha ha ha
But changing my life so is I'm not ready to take
[G#] This nose, pants, [A#m] hair, and shoes
[G#] They're all my has-been, now I choose
To wish [D#] for a world
[E] A world that fits [C#] all my views
_ _ _ I'm saying it's over, Turner, you