Same In The End
by Sublime (1996)

Dm
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up, and they give it up, and they give it up
But they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin', rollin' stone
He rolled away one day and he never came home

F          C            A
  It ain't hard to understand
           Dm       C      Bb
This ain't Hitler's master plan
        F             A
What it takes to be a man
F       C           A
  In my mind, in my brain
          Dm          C                Bb
I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
         F            A
It ain't hard to ascertain

   Dm
You only see what you want to believe
When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die will be the day that I
Shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray
Pray my itchy rash will go away

F         C              A
  Back up y'all it ain't me
               Dm         C     Bb
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see
                 F                 A
It's a hellafied way to start your day
F     C                A
 If I make you cry all night
       Dm          C           Bb
Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
         F                  A
It ain't personal, it ain't me

Dm
I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backward-ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Buttkiss
You know I lie, I get mean
I'm a thief in the dark, I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a triple rectified-ass son-of-a-bitch
Rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles
My broken heart makes me smile

F       C           A
  In my mind, in my brain
     Dm          C          Bb
I go back and go completely insane
         F                  A
It ain't personal, it ain't me
F      C              A
  If I make you cry I might
        Dm           C          Bb
Be your daddy at the end of the night
       F                A
Take a load from my big gun

   Dm
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back I got tricks up my sleeve
Twenty-four seven the devil's best friend
Makes no difference it's all the same in the end

Solo
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