Chords for P (band) - mr officer
Tempo:
128.4 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
A
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[A]
[C]
Hey there, Mr.
If I took a shit, my friend, you'd probably shoot him!
Why, why, why, why?
isn't fair!
You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay!
Hey there, Mr.
[C]
Hey there, Mr.
If I took a shit, my friend, you'd probably shoot him!
Why, why, why, why?
isn't fair!
You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay!
Hey there, Mr.
100% ➙ 128BPM
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Em
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey there, Mr.
Officer, why'd you shoot my dog?
If I took a shit, my friend, you'd probably shoot him!
[F]
Why, why, why, why?
Look, [C] you told me it isn't fair!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay! _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey there, Mr.
Officer, you're certain it's a fact!
I saw him already, he's drunk drinking with a dog, I'm guilty as [F] fact!
Why, why, why, why?
The murder [C] is real!
_ _ _ _ [G] _ You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay!
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] Hey there, Mr.
Officer, why not put down your gun?
You may shit, get together and have sex with your [F] son!
Why, why, why, why?
The murder is [C] real!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay!
_ _ _ _ _ _ Okay, ladies and penis holsters, what we're talking about here is an 8K, 10W, globally trimmed, zero fire, time-corrected,
in-built, modified, rat-nosed, leather clutch-verse manufacturing facility,
somewhere at a secret location, perhaps in a building shaped like a donut in Lufkin, Texas.
Lufkin, the hometown of the Ticko Sting.
And also I'd like to talk about lesbian veterinarians, bald choppers, the _ motherfuckers,
the ones you should stay away from.
God bless them, but today, by now, I would be a happy man.
And also, if for one day, for one day only, I could wear the battle garb,
the battle garb done by the bravest _ synagogue-going-to-motherfuckers there ever was.
And them's the goddamn Jewish pictures on the battlefield.
_ And what do they do?
They gotta protect their heads _ with _ camouflage jamacus. _ _
_ _ _ Camouflage jamacus dominates the scene when I go to bed at night.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
You _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
can't fuck your daughter's wife, plus your son [C] is gay. _ _ _ _ _ _
Some wear pretty jamacus, but Mary has sin tits.
Some may wear it to get out of the kids, some to give to the friends you built.
[F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [G] You can't fuck your daughter's wife, plus your son [C] is gay.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A homosexual man in the [A] house of the cop.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey there, Mr.
Officer, why'd you shoot my dog?
If I took a shit, my friend, you'd probably shoot him!
[F]
Why, why, why, why?
Look, [C] you told me it isn't fair!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay! _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey there, Mr.
Officer, you're certain it's a fact!
I saw him already, he's drunk drinking with a dog, I'm guilty as [F] fact!
Why, why, why, why?
The murder [C] is real!
_ _ _ _ [G] _ You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay!
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] Hey there, Mr.
Officer, why not put down your gun?
You may shit, get together and have sex with your [F] son!
Why, why, why, why?
The murder is [C] real!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] You can't fuck your gorgeous wife, unless you're certain [C] it's gay!
_ _ _ _ _ _ Okay, ladies and penis holsters, what we're talking about here is an 8K, 10W, globally trimmed, zero fire, time-corrected,
in-built, modified, rat-nosed, leather clutch-verse manufacturing facility,
somewhere at a secret location, perhaps in a building shaped like a donut in Lufkin, Texas.
Lufkin, the hometown of the Ticko Sting.
And also I'd like to talk about lesbian veterinarians, bald choppers, the _ motherfuckers,
the ones you should stay away from.
God bless them, but today, by now, I would be a happy man.
And also, if for one day, for one day only, I could wear the battle garb,
the battle garb done by the bravest _ synagogue-going-to-motherfuckers there ever was.
And them's the goddamn Jewish pictures on the battlefield.
_ And what do they do?
They gotta protect their heads _ with _ camouflage jamacus. _ _
_ _ _ Camouflage jamacus dominates the scene when I go to bed at night.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
You _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
can't fuck your daughter's wife, plus your son [C] is gay. _ _ _ _ _ _
Some wear pretty jamacus, but Mary has sin tits.
Some may wear it to get out of the kids, some to give to the friends you built.
[F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [G] You can't fuck your daughter's wife, plus your son [C] is gay.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A homosexual man in the [A] house of the cop.