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King For A Day ukulele

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Strumming
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Bm
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge?
                                       Am#
Bet you never had a Friday night like this

Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands

I take a look up to the sky and I see
Bm
Red for the cancer, Red for the wealthy,
                                       Am#
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide

Everything red.

Bm
Please won't you push me for the last time,
                           A
Let's scream until there's nothing left,
                                         Bm
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore.
                                 G
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
                           Em
You want a martyr, I'll be one
          A                    Bm
Because enough's enough, we're done.

                                    G
You told me think about it, well, I did
                                  Em
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
                                           F#
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
                                    Bm
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.

Bm
The thing I think I love will surely bring me pain
Am#
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Bm
Three cheers for throwing up, pubescent drama queen
A                                             Bm
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late.


(scream, scream)
              A
Until there's nothing left, 
                                         Bm
So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore.
                                 G
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
                           Em
You want a martyr, I'll be one
          A                    Bm
Because enough's enough, we're done.


                                    G
You told me think about it, well, I did
                                  Em
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
                                           F#
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
                                    Bm
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.

                               G
Imagine living like a king someday,
                                      Em
A single night without a ghost in the walls
                                        F#
And when the bass shakes the earth underground,
                              Bm
We'll start a new revolution, now


(alright, here we go)
Bm
Hail Mary, forgive me,
Am#
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Bm                      Am#
Come at me, now this is war

(fuck with this new beat)

Bm     Am#     Bm    Am#    ----At this part just strum as you please before 
OH                              the bridge comes in, but make sure each chord 
                                gets only four beats before going back in

     Bm
Now, Terror begins inside a bloodless vein

I was just a product of the street youth rage
Am#
Born in this world without a voice or a say

Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
Bm
I know you well but this ain't a game

Blow the smoke in a diamond shape
Am#                                    F#      Bm
Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in peace


Bm(five strums, then mute)                G(five strums, then mute)
       You told me think about it, well I did
                                  Em(five strums, then mute)
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
                                            F#(five strums then mute)
I'm, tired of begging for the things that I want
                                    Bm (back to regular strumming pattern)
I'm oversleeping like a dog on the floor


Bm                             G
Imagine living like a king someday
                                      Em
A single night without a ghost in the walls
                                     F#
We are the shadows screaming take us now
                                         Bm
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground 

(shit)
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