Chords
Teenage Culture

Key: F

Introduction:

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My teacher always told me I should get some rest
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I gotta be a prodigy for that Monday morning test
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But I said , good luck, you better wish me the best
                                                        N.C.
 F#m                                                                                 A 
See I be munching on the biscuits at the back of the room
                       C#                               D 
Whilst Johnny on ket and Jed on shrooms
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And then there Katie all ketted, Kiera doing balloons
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I see the lads they sticking stuff up their nose at noon
                     F#m                                                           A 
It the teenage culture Pain is pimples acupuncture
                     C#                                                       D 
Bleeding lips and numbness ulcers And misleading infrastructure
           F#m                                                                       A 
Got your paperclips and pingers And your SoundCloud rapper singers
               C#                                                       D 
Filter papers riz and ringers Adolescence and beginners
               F#m                                                     A 
How we can sleep, see the morning sun
             C#                                         D 
With our small talk til our days are done
 F#m                                                     A 
Tried to hibernate when we tried to run
 C#                                   D 
Up again for the morning sun
       F#m                                           A 
Bedtime blues with your Biff and Chip
                     C#                                         D 
Got your brandy breath and your liquor lips
         F#m                                                   A 
So speech is slurred after just one sip
         C#                                                       D 
Bedtime blues with your Biff and Chip
N.C.
 F#m                                                                       A 
Now miss is bribing us with stickers Oh, could she get any thicker?
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But with liquor we consider Not the 10-year-olds in kickers
 F#m                                                     A 
How we wanted to be older That what we always told her
 C#                                                                           D 
So, chin up fallen solider We just trying to stay sober
                     F#m                                                           A 
It the teenage culture Pain is pimples acupuncture
                     C#                                                       D 
Bleeding lips and numbness ulcers And misleading infrastructure
           F#m                                                                       A 
Got your paperclips and pingers And your SoundCloud rapper singers
               C#                                                       D 
Filter papers riz and ringers Adolescence and beginnerss
               F#m                                                     A 
How we can sleep, see the morning sun
             C#                                         D 
With our small talk til our days are done
 F#m                                                     A 
Tried to hibernate when we tried to run
 C#                                   D 
Up again for the morning sun
       F#m                                           A 
Bedtime blues with your Biff and Chip
                     C#                                         D 
Got your brandy breath and your liquor lips
         F#m                                                   A 
So speech is slurred after just one sip
         C#                                                       D 
Bedtime blues with your Biff and Chip
 F#m                                                                                   A 
It time for independent reading got my Biff and Chip
           C#                                                                     D 
I swapped the water for whiskey bout to take a sip
 F#m                                                                                   A 
So then my teacher takes a look and tells me   a grip
                   C#                                                 D 
But now the class is looking boring   Miss, in a bit
                               F#m                                                     A 
She said   back to your seat I let your parents know
 C#                                                       D 
So, I put on a little limp , I hurt my toe
 F#m                                                                                       A 
She says   then, to the nurse then you better go
 C#                                                                                   D 
I not heading for the nurse Now that was quite a show
                     F#m                                                           A 
It the teenage culture Pain is pimples acupuncture
                     C#                                                       D 
Bleeding lips and numbness ulcers And misleading infrastructure
           F#m                                                                       A 
Got your paperclips and pingers And your SoundCloud rapper singers
               C#                                                       D 
Filter papers riz and ringers Adolescence and beginners
               F#m                                                     A 
How we can sleep, see the morning sun
             C#                                         D 
With our small talk til our days are done
 F#m                                                     A 
Tried to hibernate when we tried to run
 C#                                   D 
Up again for the morning sun
       F#m                                           A 
Bedtime blues with your Biff and Chip
                     C#                                         D 
Got your brandy breath and your liquor lips
         F#m                                                   A 
So speech is slurred after just one sip
      N.C.