Chords for Why? - The Fall of Mr Fifths

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_ _ _ Just another Sunday paddle boat ride [A] on a man-made lake [F#] with another [Em] lady [E] stranger.
If I remain [B] lost and [E] die on a cross, at least I wasn't born in a [Em] manger.
I can sense somewhere right now I'm being prayed for.
Seems [F#m] like I always arrive [G] on the same [E] shore from when my sail's set.
[G#m] Maybe with one less lady [Em] than my vessel [B] left with.
[Em] Is that a threat?
Oh, I've stayed scarce this last year, [C#m] yes.
But be assured [F#] in [Em] unrest, [E] I'm unavoidable like [B] death.
This Christmas, [A] is this [F#] twisted?
Why [Em] be upset?
I never said I didn't have [A] syphilis, Miss Gliss-Gliss.
Hard [F#] like the bricks [G] I pound my [E] fists with.
I mean she's hard like the bricks that I pound [G#] with my fists.
[Em] This is the fall of Mr.
[B] Fisk.
[C] Forged [Bm] for the hordes and the ladies [F#] and [Em] lords.
The [E] fat corks in modern [B] English.
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[F#] I know, I know, [G] there's nothing [E] more revealing than the sound of high heels down the marble tile.
Always have your districts run a lot.
It's city-funded, Steiner School, bilingual, Older Montessori.
Followed by a single high-pitched scream, followed by breaking glass.
But could your anger be [B] mapped into an [A] interpretive dance to a trip-hop track?
Could it be bowed out on strings, [E] or strung into a pattern for a god's eye to bring
to your alma mater's holiday fundraiser boteeing? _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ Oh, [A] God.
_ _ [E] _ _ Oh, [A] _ _ _ _ [E] God, I'm sorry. _
[A] _ I'm [C#m] just being crazy.
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[A] I'm _ [E] _ _ _ _
just being crazy.
I know. I know.
Don't pay any attention to me, okay?
I'm fine. _ _ _ _
Everything's totally fine.
[N] _ _ _ Feel a lot better now.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive. _ _ _ _ _