Upchurch — Alcoholic Shrink

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[Intro]

Dm Dm F Dm F Ab G

[Verse 1]

          Dm          F             Dm       F    Dm F        Ab
There's a cave in the valley with a spirit inside (A spirit inside)
G            Dm              F           Dm         F     Dm  F          Ab
And when you take a look his way all you see is red eyes (You see is red eyes)
G  Dm            F    Dm              Dm             Ab
He never emerges just forever stares (Forever stares)
G        Dm           F                   Dm           F      Dm               Ab     G
Into the souls of the passin’ through the prairie down there (The prairie down there)

[Chorus]

     Dm             F
It's not all picket fences
     G                  Bb      A
It's not all smiles and waves
    Dm                   F
The preacher preaches on Sunday
         G                A
But what happens on Saturdays?
      Dm                  F
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
        G                      Bb
The television makes you wanna drink
A  Dm                   F         G         Ab      G
So thank God for makin’ me my own alcoholic shrink (Uh)

[Bridge]

Dm Dm F Dm F Abm

[Verse 2]

Gm        Dm     F        Dm   F     Dm      F    Ab
There's a man at the dead-end, tryna kill me even more
G           Dm           F    Dm             F      Dm          Abm
He's got my body's toxic love sittin' in the top of his dresser drawer
G          Dm                 F            Dm
I have the mind to take these last dollars to my name
F            Dm             F        Abm
Run my truck into his house and some more
G             Dm        F                  Dm
And then I'll take that poison and feed it to the river
F         Dm            F        Ab     G
The front man kills the sheep no more

[Chorus]

     Dm             F
It's not all picket fences
     G                  Bb
It's not all smiles and waves
A   Dm                      F
The preacher preaches on Sunday
         G                A
But what happens on Saturdays?
      Dm                  F
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
        G                      Bb
The television makes you wanna drink
A        Dm             F         G         Ab      G
So thank God for makin’ me my own alcoholic shrink (Uh)

[Bridge]

Dm               Dm            Fm
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell
    Dm            Fm              Ab          G
For burnin’ crack dealers' houses all the way down
Dm               Dm            F
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell
    Dm                            Ab          G
For burnin’ crack dealers' houses all the way down

[Chorus]

     Dm                F
It's not all picket fences (No, no)
     G       Gm         Bb                     A
It's not all smiles and waves (No, no, no, no, no)
    Dm                   F
The preacher preaches on Sunday
         G                      Am
But what happens on Saturdays? (Whoa)
      Dm                  F
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
        G                             Bb       A
The television makes you wanna drink (Ah yeah)
   Dm                   F         G         G   Ab  G
So thank God for makin’ me my own alcoholic shrink (Uh)

[Outro]

       Dm
I said I thank God for
N.C.
Makin' me
N.C.
My own alcoholic
Dm      F      Gm
Shrink
       Bb    A   Dm      F    Gm     G    Dm
My own alcoholic shriiiiiiiiiiiiink (Uh)		
    

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