Green Day - Dirty rotten bastards
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Tuning: G C E A
GYeah YCeaGh YCeaDh
GYeah YCeaGh YCeaDh
GYeah YCeaGh YCeaDh
GYeah YCeaGh YCeaDh
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 tDimes
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 YCeaGh YCeaDh
GYeah YCeaGh YCeaDh
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
G
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 JGulianna homicide A G F G A G
Oh wGon'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 JGulianna homicide A G F G A G
Oh wGon't you be my blushing bride AAlrGigFhtG A G
A G F G A G (x4)
Well CGalifornia's bFurning to the gCround
And GJulianna Fwalks on holy Cground
Where there's Gsmoke there's fire Fburning out the Clights
Cause GCalifornia's Fburning down toCnight
TonightD
G C G G D
G C G G D
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 tDimes
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
AWe'reD carriedA away DcarriedA away DcarriedA away
AWe'reD carriedA away DcarriedA away DcarriedA away
AWe'reD carriedA away DcarriedA away DcarriedA away
AWe'reD carriedA away DcarriedA away DcarriedA away
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AWe'reD carriedA away DcarriedA away DcarriedA away