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All My Friends ukulele

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F :    2-0-1-3
Bb:    3-2-1-0
Dm:    2-2-1-0
Bbm:   3-2-1-1



[Intro]

F          Bb          F          Bb

[Verse 1]

                 F
We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals
           Bb
Sure I get lonely, when I'm the only
                  F
Only human in the heaving heat of the animals
Bb
      Bitter brown salt, stinging on my tongue and I


[Verse 2]

F
I will not waiver, heart will not wait its turn
        Bb                                                F
It will beat, it will burn, burn, burn your love into the ground
With the lips of another
             Bb
'Til you get lonely, sure I get lonely, sometimes


[Chorus 1]

F               Bb
All my friends are wasted
      Dm                    Bbm
And I hate this club, man I drink too much
        F           Bb
Another Friday night I wasted
            Dm                          Bbm
My eyes are black and red, I'm crawling back to your bed


[Interlude]

F
I hate the bar
F                                             Bm
Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic, took the car
Bm
We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr
F
Crash on the floor, catch the zzz's
F
Popping the polar opposite to the NZT
Bm
Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand
Bm
But I done seen how the xan did my main man
F
The nights we won't remember
F
Are the nights we won't remember
F
I'll be gone 'till November
F
All my city calls me Simba
Bm
Dreams are made for cages, nigga
Bm
Lions are for real, nigga
Bm
Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills, nigga
F
Friday's are for chill and I escaped the treachery
F
I just had to rest in peace the recipe
    Bm
The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan
Bm
If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying


[Chorus 2]

F               Bb
All my friends are wasted
      Dm                    Bbm
And I hate this club, man I drink too much
        F           Bb
Another Friday night I wasted
          Dm               Bbm
My eyes are black and red, I'm crawling back to your bed


[Verse 3]

Bbm
Do you get lonely?
           Bbm
Sure I get lonely some nights
         F
When the angels on my shoulder slump my head


[Verse 4]

F                  Bbm
I'm stuck here with the vultures, hissing and circling
Dm
You didn't call me, call me, call me, call me
Dm
I'm crawling, I'm crawling, crawling, crawling back to you


[Chorus 3]

F               Bb
All my friends are wasted
     Dm                     Bbm
And I hate this club, man I drink too much
        F           Bb
Another Friday night I wasted
            Dm                          Bbm
My eyes are black and red, I'm crawling back to your bed


[Chorus 4]

F               Bb
All my friends are wasted
   Dm          Bbm
And I hate this club, man I drink too much
        F           Bb
Another Friday night I wasted
            Dm                          Bbm
My eyes are black and red, I'm crawling back to your bed
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