INTRO: F#m A E B x2 F#m A E B Life's like the feeling when you had a point but forgot it F#m A E B Had a ticket for my train of thought but I lost it F#m A E B God gave me instructions on how to live my life F#m A E B But I couldn't read his handwriting so I burnt them last night A E F#m D But I take the beauty of chaos over ugly perfection A E F#m D I've woken up on the wrong side of the bed every day since 1987 A E F#m D I can feel myself slipping away from any chance of redemption A E F#m D But that's okay 'cause if it's where Falwell goes then I don't even want any part of heaven F#m A E B A guy on TV offered to save my soul toll free F#m A E B But that would have required getting up off the couch so I was too lazy F#m A E B Instead I wait in the bushes outside of a cop's house holding a twelve gauge F#m A E B God isn't dead but I'll get that bastard someday! A E F#m D And I take the beauty of my chaos over any one else's perfection A E F#m D I've still woken up on the wrong side of the bed every day since 1987 A E F#m D Nothing scares me as much as the fact that I don't give a shit for redemption A E F#m D But that's okay 'cause if it's where Limbaugh goes then I don't even want any part of heaven OUTTRO: F#m A F#m Hail Satan!
