Chords for The March of The Sinister Ducks

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ Everyone thinks they're such sweet little things.
Ducks!
Ducks!
_ [B] Soft [E] downy feathers and nice little wings.
Ducks!
Ducks!
[A] But there's a poison I'd like to [Em] administer.
You think they're cuddly, but I think they're [B] sinister.
[E] Ducks!
Ducks!
_ [Em]
Ducks!
Ducks!
What [B] are they doing at night in the [G] park?
Ducks!
Ducks!
Think [B] of them waddling about in the dark.
Ducks!
Ducks!
_ [A] Sneering and whispering and stealing your cars.
Reading pornography, smoking [F#m] cigars.
[E] Ducks!
Ducks!
_ [Em]
Ducks!
Ducks!
[B] _ Nasty and small, undeserving [G] of pride.
Ducks!
Ducks!
_ [B] [E] They smirk at your hairstyle and sleep with your wife.
Ducks!
Ducks!
[B] _ [A] Dressed in plaid jackets and horrible shoes.
Getting divorces and turning to fools.
[E] Ducks!
Ducks!
[B] _
Ducks!
Ducks!
_ Forcing old [Em] ladies to throw them some bread.
Ducks!
Ducks!
[B] [E] Who could deny they'd be better off dead?
Ducks!
Ducks!
[A] Look closer and you may recoil in surprise.
At quibble-footed fascists with [F#m] mad little [E] eyes.
Ducks!
Ducks! _
[Em] Ducks!
Ducks!
_ Ducks!
Ducks!
Ducks!
[E] _ _ Ducks!
Ducks!
Ducks!
If they hadn't done anything wrong,
the people wouldn't keep shooting us.
Ducks!
Ducks!
_ Ducks!
Ducks! _
Ducks!
Ducks!
[F#] _ [E] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _