Nights Of The Living Dead by Tilly And The Wall

Very easy. Just play quickly. This is correct.
Into: G
            C                      
Well the high school kids they're all fucked up
            Am
Touching each other, oh my god.
            C             
Yeah and forty ounces was never enough.
            Am
We want to pass out in your yard, we want to pass out.
             C                      
Dressing in drag your best friend's clothes,
             Am
while boys kissed boys in hotel rooms.
             C
Oh and just when 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                  G                  Am
God, put down your gun can't you see we're dead?
C                  G              Am
God, put down your hand we're not listening.
      Dm                            E
The microphone cut off so we're screaming 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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