Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke Cifras

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Gym Class Heroes - Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke
 
 
Tabbed by: http://www.andreasvockrodt.de
 
 
[Intro]
 
Am Dm G F E
Am Dm G F E
Am Dm G F E
 
 
[Verse]
 
       Am
I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans
Dm
Simply for lack of better stimulation
    G                          F
Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
   E
So sedation compensates for unexpected vacations (thank you)
Am
That's my pre-gratitude
                      Dm
Post-please leave me alone that's just my rude attitude
               G                       F
No dysfunction flipside, I'm just your ordinary citizen
        E
They're waiting patiently for me to sin again, but then again (shit...)
Am
I'm really mommy's little angel
         Dm
But that angel on my shoulder got strangled
              G                                     F
For trying to tangle with his nemesis he caught him on the wrong day
        E
And got cut like DJs spinning doubles (let the fucking song play)
Am
I'm on my way to the store ignoring the city
   Dm
To purchase a pack of Marb' Reds with a stack of rolled pennies
G                              F
I could go for Denny's, and my stomach holds plenty
       E
But my pockets got holes, I guess the goal is to stay empty
Am
Quite simply put: me and my pockets share interest
Dm                                                             G
I'll never fall in love with that pretty green-eyed temptress, twice (yeah right)
             F
I learned my lesson the first time
       E                                                       Am
I just couldn't keep up with that ever-changing Jordan line of foot apparel
                            Dm
Parallel to many clones, my eye's vision monochromes with seven shades and twenty tones
       G                       F
Plus I breath artistic, they eating everything I'm feeding them
      E
Put myself in every painting and use my spit as mat medium
Am
And results of my children, we share the same genes
         Dm
Cast the same reflection and interpret the same dreams
     G                     F                E
Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa, like whoa (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
 
 
[Chorus]
 
       Am
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (Absolutely no purpose)
Dm
Feeling like I'm worthless (Feeling like I'm worthless)
    G                             F
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
E
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
       Am
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (Absolutely no purpose)
Dm
Feeling like I'm worthless (Feeling like I'm worthless)
    G                             F
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
E
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
       Am
I walk down dead end streets like I didn't see the sign
       Dm
Just to turn around and walk back
       G                                       F
That's fine and dandy, but what's whack is the fact I'm still walking
E
Like "Thank God for walkmans."
Am
I'm only yawning cause these simply minded mortals make me sleepy
   Dm
So what do I do? I resort to T.V
       G                                           F
In the seemingly lousy attempt to numb myself with lackluster images
    E
And insignificant information like "Willis was really Ty Bridges"
        Am
Just to have the upper hand in monotonous conversations
Dm
And for lack of better stimulation
             G                          F
I'm painting portraits of dysfunctional families with gloomy faces
        E
Rockin' "Don't Worry, Be Happy" t-shirts, and you're assuming I'm tasteless?
Am
You misconstrue it but your babies will embrace it
Dm
The basic essentials of a very bitter young man
     G                               F
That kicks rusty soda cans and walks on decrepit bricks
       E
With a permanent pair of headphones trying to make these lectures stick
            Am
I'll let the protestors picket, like they are gonna make a difference
               Dm
And watch them die before they realize that their cause was nonexistent
G          F             E
Like their cause was nonexistent
 
 
[Chorus 2]
 
       Am
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (Absolutely no purpose)
Dm
Feeling like I'm worthless (Feeling like I'm worthless)
    G                             F
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
E
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
       Am
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (Absolutely no purpose)
Dm
Feeling like I'm worthless (Feeling like I'm worthless)
    G                             F
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
E
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
          Am
I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on every single crack
    Dm
Reminiscent of that joke we used to say when we were snotty nose
G                            F
My purpose got defeated when my mind turned paraplegic
       E
Plus I failed my civil service exam, they said I cheated
      Am                                                         Dm
Not to mention tainted urine samples and the attention span of a second-grader
                                                       G
More fascinated with building blocks than wasting time stressing his daily lesson
F                            E
Hence the ridilin, I've been gone with the wind like lucky lottery tickets since day one (one)
Am
I stepped on the left cause right's wrong (wrong)
Dm                                                           G
So what do I do? I resort to friendly games of ping pong and sing a song in "Sixpence"
F                             E
I'm "None the Richer", I just kiss her on the lips and keep trucking
 
 
[Chorus 3]
 
       Am
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (Absolutely no purpose)
Dm
Feeling like I'm worthless (Feeling like I'm worthless)
    G                             F
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
E
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
       Am
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (Absolutely no purpose)
Dm
Feeling like I'm worthless (Feeling like I'm worthless)
    G                             F
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
E
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
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