C#m           C#m(7M)              E             G#maj
   I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born,
              A                  E                 G#maj
   Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes,
            C#m             C#m(7M)        E              G#maj
   There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own,
            A                  E             G#maj
   It could only come from the mastermind of lies.


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     C#m             C#m(7M)           E           G#maj
   I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life,
            A                  E                G#maj
   Cause I believed the lies about me were the truth,
             C#m                C#m(7M)                 E                     G#maj
   It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realise that you've been had,
         A                E               G#maj
   It's enough to make a guy like me feel sad.


                          E
   Cause you tell me that Jesus, he hates fruit loops son,

   We told you that when you were young,
      B
   or pretty much anything you want him to,

   Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos,
E
   Morons who cut in line,

   Three-bean salad and parking fines,
               B
   And when we win this war on society,
                                                    E
   I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.


       C#m         C#m(7M)           E                   G#maj
   The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do,
       A                  E          G#maj
   It turns my brain to jelly every time,
       C#m             C#m(7M)      E               G#maj
   The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick,
            A                  E                G#maj
   And I think that I might be about to commit a crime.


                          E
   And you tell me that Jesus, He hates homos son,

   We told you that when you were young,
      B
   Or pretty much anything you want him to,

   Like coco puffs, red cars and jews,
   E
   Postal clerks who waste your time,

   Weight loss shakes, and the local news,
               B
   And when we win the war on society,
                                                    E
   I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.


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          E
   Cause Jesus, He hates faggots son,

   We told you that when you were young,
      B
   Or pretty much anyone you want him to,

   Like niggers, spicks, redskins and kikes,
   E
   Men who cannot tame their wives,

   Weaklings, cowards, and bald dykes,
               B
   And when we win the war on society,
                                                    E
   I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.