Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
D Em Bm Bm
D Em Bm Bm
[Verse 1]
D Em Bm
It's the sociopaths that scare me
D Em Bm
Not the fall of my local bank
D Em Bm
At least they're only burning money
A Bm G
And they won't be laughing as they're chopping off my hands
[Pre-Chorus]
D Em Bm
One day, I'll learn how to box clever
D Em Bm
And beat the past back in its place
D Em Bm
I'll never get rid of this false endeavour
A Bm G
But I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face
A Bm G
Oh, I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face
[Chorus]
G Bm
Why wait 'til the summertime
Em
Just to say goodbye?
Bm A
You're so infuriating
G
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
G Bm
Why wait 'til the summertime
Em
To hand me a P45?
Bm A
Was I that infuriating?
G
Was I that infuriating?
[Post-Chorus]
Bm A G
God knows that I don't hate you
Bm A G
But one day, I must learn how to
Bm A G
And the next, I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight.
[Instrumental]
D Em Bm Bm
D Em Bm A
[Verse 2]
D Em Bm
It's not the Illuminati that scares me
D Em Bm
It's the people further down in the ranks
D Em Bm
The creatures like you that are so controlling
A Bm G
As to lead a God-fearing boy out the devil's pack
A Bm G
Why would you lead a God-fearing boy out the devil's pack?
[Chorus]
G Bm
Why wait 'til the summertime
Em
Just to say goodbye?
Bm A
You're so infuriating
G
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
G Bm
Why wait 'til the summertime
Em
To deflate my legal high?
Bm A
Was I that infuriating?
G
Was I that infuriating?
[Instrumental]
D G Bm
D G Bm
[Pre-Chorus]
D Em Bm
One day, I'll learn how to box clever
D Em Bm
And beat the wrongdoers away
D Em Bm
I'll wear no mask or tight polyester
A Bm G
But you can rest assured, I'll be on a little-caped crusade
A Bm G
Oh, you can rest assured, I'll be on my little-caped crusade
[Chorus]
G Bm
Why wait 'til the summertime
Em
Just to say goodbye?
Bm A
You're so infuriating
G
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
G Bm
Why wait 'til the summertime
Em
To hand me a P45?
Bm A
Was I that infuriating?
G
Was I that infuriating?
Bm A G
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh,
Bm A G
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh,
[Post-Chorus]
Bm A G
God knows that I don't hate you
Bm A G
But one day, I must learn how to
Bm A G
And the next, I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight.
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