Party On Chords

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Ok this is my first tab to do and i wouldnt have done it only when i looked for the tab
this song (for my SyncSing) i came across some dude's tab which was wrong, same tab on
website too and it was SO wrong its not even funny so i sat down and done it out....... 
hey if you learn this i suggest you learn Colony too, savage to get the crowd goin!
damo plays DADGBD most the time but for us simpletons here it is in standard. contact 
for any comments...

F G (x2)

F
Doing E, doing speed, doing cocaine
G
Mix it with alcohol and go insane
F
In the morning the edge of the knife
G
Where the hell is the bright side of life?
F
It's a farcical high for a few hours
G
Then you're blind and you can't see the bright flowers
F
For the light of a child and the glee
G
If you splurge then I'll know you'll agree
F
Turns you into a shell of what you used to be
G
All the weeks you been living in a fantasy
F
For the size of the party to come
G
Day to day life just doesn't seem fun
F
I'm not telling you how to do your thing
G
I'm just laying down some facts about indulging
F
How the shit going 'round can become
G                                       F G F G
Your controller, your dictator, your one

C                                F      G
I'm giving it up I swear in the New Year..
C                               F    G
No more of that for me, you'll see...
C                                        F G
I'm going to be going straight I can't wait
C                           F      G
Until this year is gone, party on..

F
Coming down on the ground in a small house
G
You're a man but you feel like a small mouse
F
Not so long ago you felt like a king
G
Someone give my psychiatrist a ring
F
Ive no bread and feel feckin' brain-dead
G
All alone in a room full of E-heads
F
Feel so hollow and sickly and worthless
G
There's no cure in the mosques's or the churches
F
I met strangers who barely six hours ago
G
Were the best friends I thought I'd ever know
F
Now they're strangers again 'cos I'm down
G
And I won't say 'hello' if I see them in town
(chorus to fade)