Capo on the first fret Tabbed by Zack Richardson Intro- C5 C5 I sat next to a man on a park bench next to a hotdog stand he said, G5 catch the dragon?s tail if you can. it?s a rush man! C5 G5 it?s a bad plan but if you get your fix maybe the fifth or sixth time it?s a life it?s a lie. C5 I said I?m through with coke he said you want some dope? G5 I choked and said I meant the drink man, what did you think man? C5 and we sat on your front steps I killed a bug with a cigarette G5 and you told about your first hit and I felt bad, I felt bad. C5 I said this one needs a chorus, maybe a sludgy number with some minor chords G5 C5 G5 that they can tap their toes to, and not get bored because it rhymes. C5 then I gave this ring to you in hopes that we?d stay gold till we grow old G5 abby lee come away with me. C5 lets get lost and maybe be happy someday have a house G5 with trees on a lane so shady I know it?s sappy C5 and I got up and went for a walk got down the block G5 got stung by a wasp she was mid-fifties C5 G5 white anglo-saxon square they?re not going anywhere. C5 got into a fist and cuff with my boss. I lost. he was pretty tough G5 so I left and dropped my smoke. felt like a joke, felt like a joke C5 and I stumbled down my street on two broken feet past the bank G5 who I forgot to thank for their correspondence found out I was broke. C5 in fact worst then broke they can pinch and poke and push the yoke G5 while the rich man laughs oh what a gas oh what a funny fucked up joke C5 and I passed a black man with a blank stare we share the same air doesn?t seem fair G5 that the poor get no healthcare while the rich and bald can buy new hair, C5 G5 its fucked! C5 no mister I don?t mean to stare at your brand new car no you don?t care G5 we can go to war, or if your wife?s a whore. fuck the poor! you snooze, your sore! C5 all they do is snore that?s why I lock my front door and if something?s lost you just G5 C5 call the cops, call the cops while people just want jobs where they don?t get robbed G5 who do we call, when you get robbed. C5 who really scores all the dirty drugs is it the rich or thugs? I can tell you that it G5 C5 aint the poor. mister keep your stocks and shares, corner offices and executive chairs G5 I broke my last red cent for my woman?s love C5 G5 and mister I can?t pay the rent this month, no mister I can?t pay the rent this month C5 G5 C5