Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell Cifras

Now this really is a simple song but it sounds awesome :P. Same 4 chords repeat
except for the last 3 or 4 lines of the chorus...
 
Dm            Bb
Take me for a ride 
        F                C
I'm the one you pushed aside 
         Dm             Bb
But it's coming back to you 
          F              C
Yeah it's coming back to you -hey! 
 
Dm         Bb
Run to the sound 
        F                C
Take it back and double down 
             Dm            Bb
'Cause it's coming back to you 
           F              C
Yeah it's coming back to you 
 
Well
 
Dm    Bb           F       C
Ah-ah-ah Well we're pouring gasoline 
   Dm               Bb           F       C
So dance around the fire that we once believed in 
Dm    Bb       F            C
Ah-ah-ah It'll never be the same, now 
Bb                              C
'Cause there's nothing left for us to be 
Bb                  C
Give it up the champions of greed 
Bb                       C
So come around and have another round on me 
Dm    C      Dm     C       Dm     C     Dm
Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn -hey! 
 
Snake is in the grass while you are living in the past
Say what're you gonna do?
Yeah what're you gonna do? -hey!
 
Earn never learn
When you're cheering while it burns
Yeah we're coming after you
Yeah we're coming after you -hey!
 
Slim Pickens well he does the right thing
And he rides the bomb to hell
Yeah he rides the bomb to hell
Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting
If you're gonna go to hell
Drinking up you might as well
 
Are you really gonna take it like that?
Riding on a missle with a cowboy hat, and
 
Ah-ah-ah Well the world is gonna end
So dance around the fire that we once believed in 
 
Ah-ah-ah Wanna tear it down again, now
'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
Give it up the sons of anarchy
So come around and have another round on me 
 
Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!
 
[Solo] ---> same chords as verse 2x
 
Are you really gonna take it like that?
Riding on the missle with the baseball bat, and
 
Ah-ah-ah Well We're pouring gasoline
So dance around the fire that we once believed in 
 
Ah-ah-ah It'll never be the same
The takers and the liers that we all believed in 
 
Ah-ah-ah Well we're going down in flames
So dance around the fire
We dance around the fire 
 
'Cause it's never left for us to be
Give it up the champions of grief
So come around and have another round on me
 
Hey! -hey!
 
Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!
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