Chords for Scavenger Type

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_ _ _ Giggin' alone at the bottom of the [Ebm] hill, our protagonist [Bm] named Bill sets his sights [D] on
an anchor steep on all he _ _ _ [Ebm] needs is thirteen [Bm] quarters. _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ Congregated in his hat _
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[D] _ _ _ [D] _ of crow, a scavenger type, [Gb] _ California _ _
[Bm] Redemption _ _ [G] provides him with
[D] his rent _ _ _ _
[Gb] room and board [Bm] inside of _ [D] a fifth _ _ _ of comfort _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Eb] as [D] the wind _ _ penetrates [Ebm] his bones.
His mind keeps [Bm] focused, _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ tidal waves of [Ebm] sound _ _ _
[Bm] catapulted from [D] his horn. _
Well, like lovers, _ _ _
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_ [D] the coins don't drop _
[Ebm] consistent as does the [Bm] mercury. _
_ _ [D] His meter slows _ _ realizing _ a [Ebm] zenith he's reached [Bm] perfection. _ _ _
[G] No one did see [D] him die. _
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_ _ [N] _ _ How, how, how, _ how, how did the, how, how did the cat, how, _ how _ did the cat get so fat? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Uh, like he's more punk than me.
_ _ _ _ Well, _ well blow me down, he's more punk than me.
Okay, _ _ _ do the other guy, do Speedy Gonzales.
_ _ This guy's more punk than me, yee-haw!
See, slower and grower he is.
_ Well, how can we get that cheese without a pussy gato?
This guy's more punk than me. _ _
Okay, do, uh_
_ _ Oh, my darlin', well, this guy's more punk than me. _ _
_ _ _ I don't think the ranger's gonna like this, Yogi.
This guy's more punk than me. _ _ _
Back to the kitchen, I smell something burnin'.
That in there?
Coffee, large fries, cheeseburger?
_ Hello?
You guys got that in there?
_ Uh, _ go away, or like close it or something. _ _ _
[Bb] Uh, he's like more punk than me. _ _
_ _ Hello?
That guy's more punk than me.
You got that in there? _ _ _ _ _ _