Chords for Hard Times

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_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] Alright, [D] alright.
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Monday, Monday, Monday, I'm a street kid on the beat.
Wrecking, got me tripping, [G] pissed away [D] another year.
And they think I'm, but I'm making, trying to keep myself alive.
I'm a loser, I'm a fruiser, [G] I spent that [D] twenty-five.
Come on boys, hard times, trying to earn a [G] living.
Hard [C] times, how long can they last?
[D] Hard times, blood is what I'm [G] giving, all they [D] want is pills. _
_ _ _ [G] But [D] _ _
baby, _ my body's gone in just a [Dm] flash.
Thinking, oh man, no, no, [D] I can't control it.
[G] Form was small, now [D] tough cash.
I am so dumb, I am a jerk.
I am part of a machine.
When I check out, there'll be no doubt.
[G] I'm the worst thing [Dm] ever seen.
Hard [D] times, trying to earn a [G] living.
Hard times, how long can they last?
Hard [D] times, blood is what I'm [G] giving, all they [D] want is pills.
All they want is pills.
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Hard [D] times, trying to [G] _ _ [D] earn a living. _
Hard times, blood is what I'm giving, [G] all they [D] want is pills.
[F] Hard times, trying to [G] earn a living.
[D] _ Hard times, blood is what I'm giving, [G] all they [D] want is pills.
All [G] they want is [D] pills.
All they [D] want is pills.
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_ You almost killed yourself with that.
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