Chords for Butterfingers - I Love Work

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_ _ _ [Em] That is it.
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_ _ [G] _ [E] _ Woke up this morning a little too early, a little too tired, a little too surly.
Guess I got up [Em] on the wrong side of the bed when I should have stayed in it instead.
But I gotta go to work, cause I love it.
Oh how I want to tell the boss to be shut.
No matter how much I want to crash, need abundance of funds when it comes to cash.
So I wash my face with a [Dm] little bit of water to wake me up.
[A] Inspect the reflection, [Em] check my eyes, they're bloodshot.
That's no surprise.
So I wake up every [Bm] day the same way, no matter what time I [D] hit the hay.
[G] Fall asleep at like [Em] 7 o'clock, then I wake up tired wearing [A] dirty socks.
I [Bm] love [A] work.
[G] _ [E] _ I love work.
[C#] _ [B]
Jeez, [A] I love work.
[G] _ [E] _ Put my shoes on, strap them up.
Put on my shorts, scratch my nut.
Put on my shirt, get something to eat.
And then I'm [B] out the door and I'm [Em] into the street.
Driving my car, still [B] putting my clothes on when I realise I left the stove on.
Gonna be late if I [Em] have to go home, but I got no choice so I'll bust a u-bone.
At the busiest [B] intersection, always starting to wish that I'd stepped in.
Now an officer's [Em] pulling me over and I'm quite sure that I'm not quite sober.
But he's happy just [B] giving me a ticket.
When he pisses off I'm gonna figure out the window and [Em] go to work right.
Hope I don't get fired for being so tired.
I'm at a quarter to, so I'm not supposed to stop.
But I'm looking at him and watching it's a quarter past.
Boss telling me to get off my ass, but it's against my religion to be working fast.
So I said another company has [B] made some offers.
If you want me to stay, I need a new office.
He was fuming, if I [Em] made the mouth when I hear him on the e of the stove in my house.
Never went back to [B] turn it off because I got sidetracked.
Directed me to cops, telling my boss.
If [Em] I'm asked to earn my house, I must up.
And the money that I've earned, little as a lie wouldn't let [B] me go home.
So I quit my job to save everything I own.
Boss him in the eye and [E] caught him a chair when he got me to leave.
I love work.
[A] I [B] love [A] work.
_ [E] I love work.
[A] I [B]
love work.
Gee, [A] I love work.
_ [E] _ [C#] Speeding home, I got pulled over again by the same cop saying.
This isn't my old plan.
Looked him in the eye, [Em] told him the truth.
So he came to my house to check the proof.
And there's the roof, [B] fully ablaze.
I guess I'm just having one of those days.
I lost my job, my [Em] house burnt down and I got toots.
Because from the same clown, all my memories are [B] up in smoke.
All my enemies are fucking stoves.
So I've got [Em] nothing left and I can't even collect a countercheck.
Because for that, you [B] need ID and the settling stuff don't recognize me.
Still have a hangover, [E] my head hurts.
But none of this would have happened if I didn't go to [Em] work.
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_ _ [G] _ [E] _ I wake up in the afternoon.
Hardly ever even leave my room.
That's when I eat, do shit or piss.
Or eat something good.
I [Em] don't want this.
Jerry's freaking out, [B] Ricky late.
I don't want to clean the mess that I make.
I'm allowed and I'm proud to be [Em] a slob.
It's all thought and part of a silly money job.
I can work you with [B] serious fat hair.
I don't brush it, it just sits there.
The man can send us out and get [E] enough sleep.
And a hand before my every couple [Em] of weeks.
Because the government pays for me [B] to stay home.
And I'd much prefer to be on my own.
I'm tired of being [E] a corporate now.
I love work.
[A] I [B] love work.
_ [A] _ _ [E] I love work.
[C#] I [B] love work.
Jeez, [A] I love work.
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