Chords for Jack Stauber - ALL SHOP: A Pop Opera Songs

_ expire.
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Oh, _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ here's a newer [C] one.
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_ _ [C#] Artisanal. _ _ _ _
[Gm] Artisanal.
_ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _
[Gm] Artisanal.
[F] I could live in an [G] artisanal house with an artisanal wife, [A] drive an artisanal car, live
in [F]
artisanal love.
It'd be a [Gm] treat to see what people think of [A] me.
Dress to the [Gm] nines, sip an [F] artisanal tea.
What's an [D] artisanal me?
What do my [Gm] clothes and panties stop then?
Which ones are my artisanal friends?
What's [C] an [D] artisanal me?
Do [Gm] I impress you with my dress?
Who made this?
Can I hide behind your [Gm] success?
Or is it excess when I talk less [F] and I let things talk [Gm] for me?
Who lets me when I have to go away and [F] be on my own again?
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Alright, this looks decent. _ _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
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_ _ I'm [D] _ a man. _
_ _ [F] _ A [G] man.
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_ [G] A man.
[D] A man.
A man. A man.
A man.
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Oh wait, here we go.
[C] _ _ _ _
No downside to mass producing these.
[B] _ _ _
_ I could have oatmeal for breakfast and oatmeal for lunch, oatmeal [C#] for dinner as well at
[E] the sound of a bell.
[B] I could have oatmeal, wake up and oatmeal, brush my teeth, [C#] go to my oatmeal job, [E] oatmeal
home, oatmeal sleep, [F#] every [B] day.
My oatmeal routine.
[C#] Life is my master, keep everything clean.
Every [B] day.
My oatmeal routine.
[C#] Life would have rhythm, and maybe [G#m] harmony. _
[G] _ _ [G#] Circumstance, the [C] unexpected, how could I have known that routine?
Means [G#m] that you'll be molded into [D#m] this, so _ [A] disaster, put in a sci-fi to [E] pay us faster.
[Gm] No master.
_ [A#] _
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[C] Oh, here we go. _ _ _ _ _
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Do I need it?
_ Am I under control?
Can [D#m] I beat it?
_ If it's swallowing me whole, [B] would I seethe it?
I can make you feel alive.
[C#] I know, but do I need you to survive?
_ Just [F#] a sip.
_ Does it still matter which [D#m] one?
Just a drip.
[F#] Am I [B] dumbfounded when I slip?
_ I can't believe, I can't believe, I [C#] can't believe, _ I can't believe, I can't believe this happened.
Wow.
_ French vanilla, I think I should sit [D#m] this one out.
_ Maybe a cup of self-control would [B] be the right.
But it's a player, it's a player in white.
[C#] Maybe so, but it feels better to check [C#] than to reflect.
[F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
Yep. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And [N] now, a dark walk through the five aisles of grief. _ _
[B] This can't be.
_ _ [C#] There's more cheese [F#] to choose than I [D#] can see.
You've [B] got to be kidding me.
[C#] _ I can't make these [F#] decisions on my own.
[D#] _ If I [B] act better, [C#] could someone else select [F#] which?
_ [D#] Are these blues? _
[B] _ I'll [C#] be okay, I'll look away [F#] and let the universe [D#] say. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] I could, I trust I [G#] will pick [C#] something better. _
[F#] _ _ [G#] I [C#] _ _ [F#] trust the decision I made to [C#] be a good girl [F#] getter.
_ [G#] _ [C#] Every [F#] misplaced bias and mess you're a new [G#] need, something [C#] new, [A#m] it's a new, [C#] new, new.
Nothing [F#] moderation, life is [G#] messy and you've got [C#] to see.
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