Elton John - Social disease
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Social Disease Elton John T A B By Baddad
CMy bulldog is barking in the backyarC7d
F7Enough to raise a dead man from his grDave
CAnd I can't concentrate on what I'm doinG7g
DDisturbance going to crucify my daysF Gsus4
And the Cdays they get longer and longer C7
F7And the nightime is a time of little useD
For IC just get ugly and oldeG7r
DI get juiced on MateusG7 and just hang looseC
Chorus
AmAnd I get bombed for breakfast in the morniF7ng
AmI get bombed for dinnertime and teaF7
CI dress in rags, smell a lotF, and have a F7real good time
I'm a Cgenuine example,, G7 of a social disease C F C
CMy landlady lives in a caravanC7
F7Well that is when she isn't in my armDs
CAnd it seems I pay the rent in human kindnesG7s
DBut my liquor also helps to grease her palmF Gsus4
CAnd the ladies are all getting wrC7inkles
F7And they're falling apart at the seamsD
CWell I just get high on tequilG7a
DAnd see visions of G7vineyards in my Cdreams
Chorus
AmAnd I get bombed for breakfast in the morniF7ng
AmI get bombed for dinnertime and teaF7
CI dress in rags, smell a lotF, and have a reF7al good time
I'm a Cgenuine example,,, G7 of a social diseaseC F C
CAnd the ladies are all getting wrC7inkles
F7And they're falling apart at the seamsD
CWell I just get high on tequilG7a
DAnd see visions of G7vineyards in my Cdreams
Chorus
AmAnd I get bombed for breakfast in the morniF7ng
AmI get bombed for dinner time and teF7a
CI dress in rags, smell a lFot, and have a F7hart of gold
I'm Ca genuine exampleG7 ,,, a sociaCl diFseaseC of