folk song.

DGD BAGA D D It's like picking up the pieces is a daily chore D G Thinking of your time card forms a habit B D Watching rich folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore A Fuck it all, they can have it D D And now I'm loaded like a gun again D G Like a plague of locusts heaven sent B G D Just a ball of dissension with a death perception G A D I won't sweat the definition of content G D They said "better safe than sorry" and "look out for #1" G F# E I heard "only play the cards your shown" D E Fuck what they say D B It doesn't matter anyway G A D Only in your grave are you alone DGD BAGA D GD Like grown men staring with little boy's eyes D G And actresses speaking with conviction B D These people should demand a Pulitzer prize G A D For various works of fiction G "Judge a book by it's cover" D And "keep one eye on your back" G F# E I heard "only play the cards your shown" D E I say fuck what they say D B It doesn't matter anyway G A D Only in your grave are you alone So many people with so much to show Rotting away in their own little holes D One can only wonder why D A I'll celebrate my home G But know that I'm not alone A D Only fools are "along for the ride" D A G In thinking of the size of the world that's right outside A D Please don't waste it trying to hide GD GD AD AD