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Youre Not Salinger Get Over It ukulele

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Not in the original key but I really like to play it like this. and the people on 
the street in Boston seem to like it.

Capo 2

Intro- C G Am7 Fadd9

C                                       G    
We're finding out some scummy fuck just threw in a fifteen year old.
       Am7             Fadd9            C      G
I mean com'on, man, is that the life you want?
      C
There tearing up these dead-end blocks, 
          G
revealing all the shit we wish we forgot 
       Am7            Fadd9         C       G
in the shadow of this careless urban sprawl.
C                G                       Am7
My Friends and I, were all fucked on the inside. 
                 Fadd9                   C
My Friends and I, were all fucked on the inside.
                 G                       Am7
My Friends and I, were all fucked on the inside.
             Fadd9
But we don't let it run our lives.
    C                        G
One day, i'll cough all this shit out of my lungs 
     Am7                       Fadd9
from second hand smoking at all night restaurants 
            C                  G
and they'll be up in arms over all the shit we've done 
             Am7 Fadd9 C G
because were getting out, we're fucking gone. (no chord on last phrase)

Re-Intro- G D Em7 Cadd9 repeat progression for rest of song.

This caustic suburban sense of humor's gotten me in trouble more than a few times.
We're singing "Lucky" by Little League, fucking up until we get this right. 
Just cause we're down, doesn't mean we gotta stay there. 
This fucking town is like a ship gone underwater, 
and we'll all drown unless we cut ties to the anchor. 
We'd get swallowed here. 

One day, i'll cough all this shit out of my lungs 
from second hand smoking at all night restaurants 
and they'll be up in arms over all the shit we've done 
because were getting out, we're fucking gone.

(So chin up and we'll drown a little slower.)
I'm bad at staying calm,
(So chin up and we'll drown a little slower.)
and I know this town's a time bomb. 
I've been dragging my feet too long,
(So chin up and we'll drown a little slower.) too long. 
We've been sinking all along. 
(So chin up and we'll drown a little slower.)
So chin up and we'll drown a little slower. 

One day, i'll cough all this shit out of my lungs 
from second hand smoking at all night restaurants 
and they'll be up in arms over all the shit we've done 
because were getting out, we're fucking gone.

            
            
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