Panic! At the Disco - Mad as rabbits - live in chicago

Come ^G#save me from walking off a^Bb windowsill or I'll^C# sleep in th^G#e rain. Don't you remember when I ^Bbwas a bird and ^C#you were a^G# map? Now he drags down miles in ^BbAmerica ^C#briefcase in ^G#hand. The stove is creeping up his ^Bbspine again, can't^C# get enough^G# trash. ^{Bb C#} He ^Ebtook the^C# days for^G# pageant B^Ebecame as^C# mad as ^G#rabbits With^Eb bushels^C# of bad^Fm habits Who could ask for^C# anymore? ^FmYea who could hav^C#e more.

His ^G#arms were the branches of a^Bb Christmas tree preached the^C# devil in the ^G#belfry. He ^G#checked in to learn his clothes ^Bbhad been thieved at th^C#e train station^G#. ^G#Rope hung his other branch and ^Bbat the end was ^C#a dog called ^G#bambi Who was chewing on his p^Bbarliaments when he ^C#tried to ^G#save the ^Bbcalendar business. he ^C#tried to ^G#save the ^Bbcalendar business. He^Eb took th^C#e days fo^G#r pageant B^Ebecame as^C# mad as ^G#rabbits With^Eb bushels^C# of bad^Fm habits Who could ask for^C# anymore? ^FmYea who could hav^C#e more.

The^G# poor son of a humble^Bb chimney sweep ^C#fell to a^G# cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that^Bb cursive type you know we^C# live in a^G# toy. Paul Cates bought himself a^Bb trumpet from the^C# salvation^G# army But there ain't no sunshin^Bbe in his song We must^C# reinven^G#t love. ^C#reinvent ^G#love. ^C#reinvent^Bb love. ^C# H^Ebe took t^C#he days f^G#or pageant B^Ebecame as^C# mad as ^G#rabbits With^Eb bushels^C# of bad^Fm habits Who could ask for^C# anymore? ^FmYea who could hav^C#e more. We ^C#must rei^G#nvent love. ^C#reinvent ^G#love. ^C#reinvent^Bb lov^C#e. Outro G# C B G#