We Threw Gasoline On The Fire And Now We Have Stumps For Arms And No Eyebrows Chords by Nofx

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[G] Brilliant, [F] or [C] it's probably [G] something _ dumb.
_ [C] [Bb] You're creating [F] to [G] desecrate the villain I've [C] become.
[A] A [G] prophet [F] not to be [C] made [G] but heard.
_ _ [C] Speak in [Bb] tongues [F] that scorned and [G] thundered, to be [F] explained to you [G] absurd.
_ _ _ [C] You don't [Bb] know me, [F] let alone [C] my intent.
_ Actions do not [F] always self [A]-represent.
[F] I don't feel [G] urgency [A] in explaining _ [G] my [F] conscience [G] so vaguely [C] clear. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] The [G]
[C] scenic daily put back [G] on earth. _ _
[C] Flower, [Bb] flow, [F] good, blanket, mute, [G] lyrical [C] rebirth.
[A] The [G] [C] scenic in this [G] book is something _ _ more.
[C] The [Bb] primitive [F] did not compare [G] to what it [F] was the great [G] before.
_ _ _ _ [C] Man for [Bb] the good old [F] days, man for [C] the sound.
_ Man for the sweet, but [F] he is [A] underground.
[F] No, I don't feel [G] the need [Am] for reliving.
_ [G] _ [F] Some things [G] are better [C] off dead.
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_ _ _ [G] _ [C] They were thought to furnish, [F] but was never earnest.
_ [G] _ [C] We [F] worked the battles [G] for so long.
[C] _ The comfort of fire [F] emphasized us.
_ [C] _ [F] Looks like we've put up to [G] the life.
_ _ [C] We're [G] worthy old [F] men with filthier [C] spirits. _ _
Nothing [B] comes loose [F] and we're nothing [A] to kid.
[F] I don't [G] miss my span of [A] attention.
_ [G] _ [F] I do [G] miss my old [C] friend Tim. _ _ _ _ _ _