Chords for The Beer-Kimya Dawson+Lyrics

_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] So, _ I'm very sorry, [Em] _
[F#m] please don't worry, [A] _ _ [E] _
[F#m] I'm very sorry, I'm _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
[F#m] very sorry
_ _ _ _ The _ beer I [A] had for breakfast was a bottle [F#m] of Mad Dog
And my [A] 2020 vision [E] was 50 [F#m]% off
He said, [A] punch buggy red and punch me right in my [F#m] left eye
I said, [A] don't you mean good diddle?
[E] And I lit [A] his house on fire
He came home on acid, I [E] was holding his [F#m] shotgun
I was dressed [A] like Tina Turner in [E] Beyond [D] Thunderdome
He said, don't shoot, [A] I said I won't, I love [F#m] you, you're my friend
I handed [A] him my way and [Bm] shot myself in the [F#m] head
Then I stuffed a [A] box of tissues in the hole [F#m] in my skull
I got [A] in my Mazda and I drove [F#m] to the mall
I bought a [A] big Johnson Shrek and some silicone tits
When I pulled out the tissues they were covered with shit
And the beer I had for breakfast was [Bm] a box [F#m] of cheap white wine
And the [A] boombox on my shoulder was [Bm] like a box [F#m] of Hoving Tynes
I ate [A] every single one without noticing the mold
He said, you're gross my [E] darlin', I said no [F#m] I'm rock and roll
Even [A] though I'd never ever been [F#m] in a band
I got cool [A] as black ice [E] tattooed [F#m] on my hand
And the Christians [A] gave me comic books as if I would be scared of
Burning in hell while I was [F#m] already there
And the beer I [A] had for breakfast, silver [Em] bullet [D] in the brain
And the [A] beer I had for lunch was [E] a bottle [D] of Nitrate
And the beer I [A] had for dinner was my crazy [F#m] neighbor's bills
We had to sit [A] down on skateboards [E] just to make it [F#m] down the hill
Then I peed [A] my pants and you stole the [F#m] grim cigar
And some old man [A] made me watch and Master Bit locked [F#m] in his car
I got back to [A] the apartment, you were face [F#m] down on the floor
You said, don't [A] go to bed yet, [Em] let's go get a [F#m] 64
And the beer I [A] had for breakfast [E] was a pint [F#m] of Jim Beam
And a [A] fifth of peach schnapps and some warm sunny D
And you said, bottoms up, [E] just as I [F#m] bottomed out
I tried to [A] scream fuck you but [E] blood was pouring [F#m] out my mouth
And [A] Evan Dando never [E] planned on telling [F#m] you the truth
And your [A] Leonardo ID [E] card is your fountain [F#m] of youth
You can be a [A] teenager [E] for your whole [F#m] fucking life
Just find some [A] pretty sucker [E] and make that [F#m] bitch your wife
And I guess by [A] now you all know my friend Danny [F#m] broke his neck
He was driving [E] home from Sirens when he got [F#m] into a wreck
First I [A] cried for him and then I [F#m] cried for me
Haunted [A] by the ghost [E] of the girl I [A] used to be
But the rocks with holes [E] are warm [F#m] in my hands
And I bury [A] my [E] toes in the hot, [F#m] hot sand
Then the silver [A] pink [E] pony kisses [F#m] me and says
Come [A] a long, long way [E] and you deserve to be really [D] [A] happy
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