Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq, G.F.D Chords. by Will Wood And The Tapeworms
Tempo:
103.3 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
C
F
Bbm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [E]
[Fm]
[C]
[Fm]
It's a bitch with some four thousand [C] names.
[Fm] Farming lies, little pheromones, a real ass of businessmen, pick at [C] her brains.
[Fm] Pulls back skinny lips to reveal a probe on her.
She [F] seems to have run those heads.
[Bbm]
[C] Derivatives from spices, she judges the color and seamlessly spoils [Fm] the air.
[E] [Fm]
[E] [Fm] An asshole's trying to curl it inside her, unfurl it from out of her ass.
Will she raise a snake and cleanse all its poison, intending to learn in the [C] stairs?
[Fm]
[F] Give us a point [Bbm] with the blame.
[C] Knocking the pieces the fuck off the chest or insisting that she's one [Fm] to give?
[Gm]
[Ab] She'll hold it out
[F] [Bbm]
[C] and leave the room, [Cm] she's not [Fm] afraid of my heart.
She's [C] not afraid of [Fm] my heart.
A devil [G]
[Fm] makes up excuses for throwing back bruises and uses them to her advantage.
[Em]
[Fm]
Diseases are [C] primary language.
[Fm] Carmeline Cruz said her words so absurd.
[F] [Bbm]
[C] Apologize for her quick misery.
Don't arrest it, I've twisted a chiseled mani.
[Fm] So split it up and chop away with a knife.
A neighbor with autism strapped to a ceiling fan.
[Dm]
[Fm] Soil the old visage with mucus and twist it.
A feature son named [C] Aljistan.
[Fm] Buckle your knees, look up at me [F] and take me to spare thee [Bbm] the back of my head.
[C] The shit of humanity, die of your blood, we're blessed with your care in this lovely sand.
[Em] [Fm] So hold it, I say, and select the pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold [G] it, son of a bitch, [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could not break [Fm] my heart.
So hold it, I say, and select the [C] pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold it, son [Bb] of a bitch, [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could go [Fm] fucking die.
[Fm] [F]
[Fm]
[N]
[Fm]
[C]
[Fm]
It's a bitch with some four thousand [C] names.
[Fm] Farming lies, little pheromones, a real ass of businessmen, pick at [C] her brains.
[Fm] Pulls back skinny lips to reveal a probe on her.
She [F] seems to have run those heads.
[Bbm]
[C] Derivatives from spices, she judges the color and seamlessly spoils [Fm] the air.
[E] [Fm]
[E] [Fm] An asshole's trying to curl it inside her, unfurl it from out of her ass.
Will she raise a snake and cleanse all its poison, intending to learn in the [C] stairs?
[Fm]
[F] Give us a point [Bbm] with the blame.
[C] Knocking the pieces the fuck off the chest or insisting that she's one [Fm] to give?
[Gm]
[Ab] She'll hold it out
[F] [Bbm]
[C] and leave the room, [Cm] she's not [Fm] afraid of my heart.
She's [C] not afraid of [Fm] my heart.
A devil [G]
[Fm] makes up excuses for throwing back bruises and uses them to her advantage.
[Em]
[Fm]
Diseases are [C] primary language.
[Fm] Carmeline Cruz said her words so absurd.
[F] [Bbm]
[C] Apologize for her quick misery.
Don't arrest it, I've twisted a chiseled mani.
[Fm] So split it up and chop away with a knife.
A neighbor with autism strapped to a ceiling fan.
[Dm]
[Fm] Soil the old visage with mucus and twist it.
A feature son named [C] Aljistan.
[Fm] Buckle your knees, look up at me [F] and take me to spare thee [Bbm] the back of my head.
[C] The shit of humanity, die of your blood, we're blessed with your care in this lovely sand.
[Em] [Fm] So hold it, I say, and select the pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold [G] it, son of a bitch, [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could not break [Fm] my heart.
So hold it, I say, and select the [C] pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold it, son [Bb] of a bitch, [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could go [Fm] fucking die.
[Fm] [F]
[Fm]
[N]
Key:
Fm
C
F
Bbm
E
Fm
C
F
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [E] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _
It's a bitch with some four thousand [C] names. _
[Fm] Farming lies, little pheromones, a real ass of businessmen, pick at [C] her brains.
[Fm] Pulls back skinny lips to reveal a probe on her.
She [F] seems to have run those heads.
[Bbm] _ _
[C] Derivatives from spices, she judges the color and seamlessly spoils [Fm] the air.
_ _ [E] _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ [E] [Fm] An asshole's trying to curl it inside her, unfurl it from out of her ass.
Will she raise a snake and cleanse all its poison, intending to learn in the [C] stairs?
_ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ [F] Give us a point [Bbm] with the blame.
_ [C] Knocking the pieces the fuck off the chest or insisting that she's one [Fm] to give? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm]
[Ab] She'll hold it out _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[C] and leave the room, _ _ [Cm] she's not [Fm] afraid of my heart.
She's [C] not afraid of [Fm] my heart.
_ A devil [G] _
[Fm] makes up excuses for throwing back bruises and uses them to her advantage.
[Em] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Diseases are [C] primary language. _
[Fm] Carmeline Cruz said her words so absurd.
_ [F] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[C] _ Apologize for her quick misery.
Don't arrest it, I've twisted a chiseled mani.
[Fm] So split it up and chop away with a knife.
A neighbor with autism strapped to a ceiling fan.
[Dm] _
[Fm] Soil the old visage with mucus and twist it.
A feature son named [C] Aljistan. _
[Fm] Buckle your knees, look up at me [F] and take me to spare thee [Bbm] the back of my head.
[C] The shit of humanity, die of your blood, we're blessed with your care in this lovely _ _ sand. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] [Fm] So hold it, I say, and select the pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold [G] it, son of a bitch, _ [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could not break [Fm] my heart.
_ _ So hold it, I say, and select the [C] pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold it, son [Bb] of a bitch, [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could go [Fm] fucking die. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _
It's a bitch with some four thousand [C] names. _
[Fm] Farming lies, little pheromones, a real ass of businessmen, pick at [C] her brains.
[Fm] Pulls back skinny lips to reveal a probe on her.
She [F] seems to have run those heads.
[Bbm] _ _
[C] Derivatives from spices, she judges the color and seamlessly spoils [Fm] the air.
_ _ [E] _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ [E] [Fm] An asshole's trying to curl it inside her, unfurl it from out of her ass.
Will she raise a snake and cleanse all its poison, intending to learn in the [C] stairs?
_ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ [F] Give us a point [Bbm] with the blame.
_ [C] Knocking the pieces the fuck off the chest or insisting that she's one [Fm] to give? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm]
[Ab] She'll hold it out _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[C] and leave the room, _ _ [Cm] she's not [Fm] afraid of my heart.
She's [C] not afraid of [Fm] my heart.
_ A devil [G] _
[Fm] makes up excuses for throwing back bruises and uses them to her advantage.
[Em] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Diseases are [C] primary language. _
[Fm] Carmeline Cruz said her words so absurd.
_ [F] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[C] _ Apologize for her quick misery.
Don't arrest it, I've twisted a chiseled mani.
[Fm] So split it up and chop away with a knife.
A neighbor with autism strapped to a ceiling fan.
[Dm] _
[Fm] Soil the old visage with mucus and twist it.
A feature son named [C] Aljistan. _
[Fm] Buckle your knees, look up at me [F] and take me to spare thee [Bbm] the back of my head.
[C] The shit of humanity, die of your blood, we're blessed with your care in this lovely _ _ sand. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] [Fm] So hold it, I say, and select the pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold [G] it, son of a bitch, _ [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could not break [Fm] my heart.
_ _ So hold it, I say, and select the [C] pain [F] as the chemical.
So hold it, son [Bb] of a bitch, [C] it seems you broke me, but I swear she could go [Fm] fucking die. _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _
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_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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