[Verse 1]
C G C FI can't complain, life's such a gas (?)
C Am D7 GWhen you're born with a silver spoon up your ass
C AThe former home-schooled kids flounce (?) like they were Christians
Dm Bb G CThey'd sooner die than shoplift Whole Foods supplements
[Instrumental]
C Cmaj7 C7
[Chorus]
Dm G7And I don't mean to condescend
C AmBut I don't care who you are or where you've been
Dm G C Cmaj7 C7I can't even bring myself to pretend
Dm G7They've never suffered for their art
C AmIt's got all the depth of a wet fart
Dm Bb GWith none of the solid parts
[Interlude]
C G C F
C Am D7 G
[Verse 2]
C AI would never want to cause anyone pain
Dm Bb G CBut I swear it would certainly set them straight
[Instrumental]
C Cmaj7 C7
[Chorus]
Dm GAnd I don't mean to patronize
C AmBut I don't care about your bona fides
Dm BbG C Cmaj7 C7You aren't rich enough to idolize
Dm GAnd I'd sooner die than kiss that ring
C AmOf your bargain pinhead king
Dm Bb G C Cmaj7 C7No more happy songs, It's just not my thing
[Outro]
Dm G7Is it that I have no friends left to speak of?
Em E7 AmOr that I don't fuck with imagined love (?)
Dm Bb GNo more happy songs, I've had enough
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