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Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell

Tono: F

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I'm the one you pushed aside
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But it's coming back to you
Dm                                    Ab  
Yeah it's coming back to you -hey!
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Run to the sound
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Take it back and double down
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'Cause it's coming back to you
Dm                                    Ab  
Yeah it's coming back to you
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Well
Ah-ah-ah Well we're pouring gasoline
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So dance around the fire that we once believed in
Dm                 Ab                                    F                                    C  
Ah-ah-ah It'll never be the same, now
Dm                 Ab              F                         C  
'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
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Give it up the champions of greed
Ab                                            C  
So come around and have another round on me
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Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn -hey!
Dm  
Snake's in the grass while you are living in the past
Dm                                 Ab                                            F                                    C  
Say what're you gonna do?
Dm                                                    Ab  
Yeah what're you gonna do? -hey!
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Earn never learn
Dm                      Ab  
When you're cheering while it burns
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Yeah we're coming after you
             Dm                                            Ab  
Yeah we're coming after you -hey!
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Slim Pickens well he does the right thing
Dm      Ab                                    F                                    C  
And he rides the bomb to hell
Dm                                                    Ab  
Yeah he rides the bomb to hell
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Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting
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If you're gonna go to hell
Dm                                              Ab  
Drinking up you might as well
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Are you really gonna take it like that?
Gm  
Riding on a missile with a cowboy hat, and
Ab                                                                 C  
Ah-ah-ah Well the world is gonna end
Dm                 Ab                         F                            C  
So dance around the fire that we once believed in
Dm                                              Ab                    F                 C  
Ah-ah-ah Wanna tear it down again, now
Dm                 Ab                              F                            C  
'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
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Give it up the sons of anarchy
Ab                                                      C  
So come around and have another round on me
Ab                                                         C  
Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!
Dm  
(Solo)
Are you really gonna take it like that?
Gm  
Riding on the missile with the baseball bat, and
Ab                                                                            C  
Ah-ah-ah Well We're pouring gasoline
Dm         Ab                              F                            C  
So dance around the fire that we once believed in
Dm                                    Ab                                      F                                 C  
Ah-ah-ah It'll never be the same
Dm         Ab                                 F                    C  
The takers and the liers that we all believed in
Dm                                            Ab                              F                         C  
Ah-ah-ah Well we're going down in flames
Dm            Ab                                    F                         C  
So dance around the fire
Dm                                              Ab  
We dance around the fire
F                                                 C  
'Cause it's never left for us to be
Ab                                                                 C  
Give it up the champions of grief
Ab                                            C  
So come around and have another round on me
Ab                                                         C  
Hey! -hey!
Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!
Dm