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One of my favorite songs Dirty Rotten Bastards by Green Day
GYeah, CYeGah CYeDah GYeah, CYeGah CYeDah
GYeah, CYeGah CYeDah GYeah, CYeGah CYeDah
GCalling all the demons CThis is the Gseason GNext stop is theraDpy GWe're the retarded CAnd the broken Ghearted The Gseason of DmiseGry
GHere's to the wasted CI can almost Gtaste it GThe rejects, the wastes of Dtimes GGonna take it further CGet away with Gmurder And Gno one here is Dgetting out aGlive
Here's to Call God's losers GRa da da di The botCtom-feeders frenGzy Here's to Call bloodsuckers GSing along with me Cause we Cdon't say no Scream Done, two, three
GYeah, CYeGah CYeDah GYeah, CYeGah CYeDah_
HeyC CWe're too old to be misbehaved CWe sold our souls and so ashamed of Gourselves CSo we wait for this judgment day CWrite me a letter and send it to my Dgrave, yeah
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GAll fucked up beyond intervention A G F G A G GFuck the world this is my revolutionA G F G A G GLong lost souls and living in cagesA G F G A G GI'm on a bender it's one for the agesA G F G A G
I've Fgot the urge To Dbinge and surge The Ftables turn To Dcrash and burn
GJulianna homicideA G F G A G GMake my demons come to lifeA G F G A G Well, GJulianna homicideA G F G A G Oh, Gwon't you be my blushing bride'A G F G A G
I chopped me a line of my best friends ashesA G F G A G Dust to dust when the red light flashesA G F G A G What the fuck does OK stand for'A G F G A G When the afterlife is only worth dying forA G F G A G
I've Fgot the urge To Dbinge and surge The Ftables turn To Dcrash and burn
GJulianna homicideA G F G A G GMake my demons come to lifeA G F G A G Well, GJulianna homicideA G F G A G Oh, Gwon't you be my blushing bride'A G F GAlAriGght!!!
(Bass solo)A G F G A G (Bass solo)A G F G A G (Bass solo)A G F G A G (Bass solo)A G F G A G
*Guitar Solo*
Well, GCalifornia's Fburning to the Cground And GJulianna Fwalks on holy Cground Where there's Gsmoke there's fire Fburning out the Clights Cause GCalifornia's Fburning down toCnight TonightD
(Solo) G C G G D G C G G D G
GCalling all the demons CThis is the Gseason GNext stop is theraDpy GWe're the retarded CAnd the broken Ghearted The Gseason of DmiseGry
GHere's to the wasted CI can almost Gtaste it GThe rejects, the wastes of Dtimes GGonna take it further CGet away with Gmurder And Gno one here is Dgetting out aGlive
Here's to Call God's losers GRa da da di The botCtom-feeders frenGzy Here's to Call bloodsuckers GSing along with me Cause we Cdon't say no Scream Done, two, three
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