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Eulogy For An Adolescence Shattered Against Elliot Street Pavement Heres To Being Young

Key: A

Introduction: Am    E    F7+    Am    G7    Am    

                                  Am  
Here's to the knives in your pockets,
E                                                                 F7+  
the gun in your trunk, the years it's been since we weren't drunk.
     Am                                                 G7                                         F7+  
The neighbor shirtless, face-down on the lawn.
                                Am                                                    E                            F7+  
Here's to the BB gun holes in the wall, the burnt tin foil in the hall.
                Am                                            G7                                    F7+  
The weeks I've spent in bed since you were gone.
                             Am                                              G7                                                                            F7+  
Here's to shitting my pants downtown when the dealer's late, stumbling home to the feds at the front gate,
  Am                                              G7                                                      E                                              F7+  
sleeping behind the school when the landlord comes. Here's to being young.
Am                                                            G7                                                    F7+      Am                                                 G7  
I hope I die before I get old. Hell, I just hope I die before the spoon gets cold.
                                             E  
Sing it with me now, while we've still got our lungs: Here's to being young.
AmE  F7+  Am  G7  Am  
     Am                                                 E                    F7+                                                                         Am  
Buy whipped cream on EBT and huff it in the dark with me. There's a bill on the table,
                  G7                                                 F7+  
  but I don't recognize the name.
Am                                            E                                         F7+                                                                                 Am                                              G7  
We just came for a good time. It's listerine, but it tastes fine, or at least it did last time you got
          F7+  
the shakes.
                          Am                                                              G7                                                            F7+  
Here's to running out the grocery store with a thirty pack, punching the cashier that wants it
                  Am                                            G7                                              F7+  
back, booking it out of there before the police come.
                                                                Am                                                            G7  
Here's to being young. I hope I die before I get old.
                                             F7+  
  Hell, I just hope I die.
          Am                 G7                                      E  
Blah, blah, blah. Sing it with me now,
convince me this is fun: Here's to being young.
AmE  F7+  Am  G7  Am