Nights of the Living Dead Tilly and the Wall
Very easy. Just play quickly. This is correct.
Into: G
Well the hig[C]h school kids they're all fucked up
Touching eac[Am]h other, oh my god.
Yeah and for[C]ty ounces was never enough.
We want to p[Am]ass out in your yard, we want to pass out.
Dressing in d[C]rag your best friend's clothes,
while boys ki[Am]ssed boys in hotel rooms.
Oh and just w[C]hen we thought we were no longer lost
[Am]they kicked us out into the dirty streets of
[G]Atlanta.
[C]So it's Friday night down on North Avenue,
[Am]where the gas station parking lot prostitutes
[C]tried to fix their hair in our rearview mirrors.
[Am]You know we're just trying to get to the club and shake our asses.
[C]A caravan of kids, some big old mess,
[Am]on an old wooden dock, oh we're bored to death.
[C]We've got a bottle of wine, a fresh pack of smokes.
[Am]We're going to end up screaming about some midnight
[G]garage sale.
CHORUS
[C]God, put down your [G]gun can't you see w[Am]e're dead?
[C]God, put down your [G]hand we're not [Am]listening.
The mi[Dm]crophone cut off so we're scre[E]aming at the top of our lungs.
next verse is the same chords
chorus
let Am ring
Oh we never were.
C,Am,C, Am
I want to fuck it up.
I feel so alive.
And I feel.
end on C
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