Oh My Acordes de ukelele

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People are a waste of food
 
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You'll never hear the end
 
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They're only ever happy
 
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When they're burying their friends
 
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And they take take take
 
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But they never take a hint
 
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The ice caps getting skinny
 
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Still they're not concerned
 
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They're very near extinct
 
People are a waste of food
 
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The end is nearly nigh
 
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They've always said the sky would fall
 
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Now it is you have to wonder why
 
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You want to shrink your stinky footprint?
 
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Get your tubes tied
 
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Or even better yet
 
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Go commit suicide
 
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They can't say you didn't try
 
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And oh------- my,
 
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Well i hear the sound of horses' hooves
 
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Come the middle of the night
 
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And oh------- my,
 
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Its time to get your gun license
 
 
I see four horsemen riding through
 
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A cold and endless night
 
If money is the root of evil
 
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Fear of death is worse
 
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This mortal coil is not a test
 
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And you can't hide in a purse
 
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So don't go casting no dispersions in the street
 
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'Cause the half the world that starves
 
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Will know the half you're in
 
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Does not deserve to eat
 
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And oh------- my,
 
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Well i hear the sound of horses' hooves
 
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Come the middle of the night
 
 
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And oh------- my,
 
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It's time to get your gun license
 
 
I see four horsemen riding through
 
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A cold and endless night
 
People are a waste of food
 
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Don't bother learning Chinese
 
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Thou shalt find oneself perturbed
 
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By less verbose calamities
 
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Just get some Heinz baked beans,
 
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A 12 gauge, bandolier and tinned dog food
 
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We'll eat your dog, bury our dead
 
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Or eat them instead
 
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That's entirely up to you
 
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And oh------- my,
 
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I hear the sound of unshod hooves come the middle of the night
 
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And oh------- Why,
 
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Well, from now on 'til your grandkids finally get what you deserve
 
 
I'm going to be stuck here with you wookies
 
 
Eating fortune cookies
 
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Until my guts churn
 
 
 
I think this is pretty right. There may be an alternative to the F#m. If there is
it with another tab.
Thanks Tim
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