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False Advertising ukulele

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This is just a corrected more complete version of the one posted before this.

     C            C7              Am            F
On a string I was held the way I move, can you tell?
      F                    F                   C
My actions are orchestrated from above
     C            C7              Am            F
So I swing and I sway wave my hands kick my legs
       F              F                 C
And it's always right with the music

(Until all that swinging starts to make you sick)
     C            C7              Am            F
For a song I was bought, now I lie when I talk
      F                    F                   C
With a careful eye on the cue card
     C            C7              Am            F
Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow well rehearsed
       F              F                 C
So give me all your pity and your money now, all of it


(We used to think that sound was something pure)
C                 C7                     Am                            F                             C
If I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I've been placed
         C7                                 Am                             F                        C
Then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of sounding fake
F                                          F              C
Now all that anyone's listening for are the mistakes
(I'm sorry!)No it's okay, it's okay. 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3!


     C            C7              Am            F
In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt
      F                    F                   C
And watch rooftops weep for the sunlight
     C            C7              Am            F
And I know what must change, fuck my face, fuck my name
       F              F                 C
They are brief and false advertisements

     C            C7              Am            F
For a soul I don't have something true I have lacked
      F                    F                   C
And spent my whole life trying to make up for
     C            C7              Am            F
But I found in a song and in the people I love
       F              F                 C
They will lift me up out of darkness

     C            C7              Am            F
Now my door it stands open
      F                    F                   C
I am inviting everyone in
     C            C7              Am            F
We're laugh we're drink until the morning comes
       F              F                 C
That is what we are gonna do!
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