Billy Cobb – Old Green Day (Guitar)

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Chords

Eb                Bb              Ab                 Eb
I feel like masturbating until my eyes popped out my skull

        Cm               Ab               Bb
And I'm drinking 'til my blood turns into wine

Eb                Bb             Ab              Eb
I'll crash my car into the river drowning out my soul

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With a gun in my hand in case I don't die
[Chorus 1]
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Well, when the hell I lose my brain? I'm still figuring it out

Cm       Bb              Ab                          Eb
What the hell is my last name? I'm still figuring it out

Ab         Bb               Cm                         Eb
And no one wants to hear me complain 'til I figured it out

Ab                      Bb              Eb
So I might as well just shoot me in the face
[Verse 2]
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I'm running low on morphine so I'll shoot up on cocaine 

         Cm            Ab           Bb
When I'm getting low I only can get high

  Eb               Bb         Ab                  Eb
I need to feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins

      Cm         Ab           Bb
It'll dilate the pupils in my eyes
[Chorus 2]
Cm             Bb             Ab                           Eb
Well, when the hell I lose my brain? I'm still figuring it out

Cm       Bb              Ab                          Eb
What the hell is my last name? I'm still figuring it out

Ab         Bb               Cm                         Eb
And no one wants to hear me complain 'til I figured it out

Ab                      Bb              Eb
So I might as well just shoot me in the face
[Bridge] D Eb D Eb D Eb [Interlude] Eb5 Eb5 Eb5 Db5 Db5 Db5 C5 C5 C5 B5 B5 B5 [Pre-Verse] Eb Eb Eb Ab Bb Eb Eb Eb Ab Bb [Verse 3]
    Eb              Bb                 Ab            Eb
I'm tired of eating processed food and hookers in my room

      Cm              Ab          Bb
And I need a place to go and get away

         Eb              Bb             Ab           Eb
You have one hand on the telephone and another on my doom

       Cm             Ab            Bb
with a Smith & Wesson pointed at my face
[Chorus 3]
Cm             Bb             Ab                           Eb
Well, when the hell I lose my brain? I'm still figuring it out

Cm       Bb              Ab                          Eb
What the hell is my last name? I'm still figuring it out

Ab         Bb               Cm                         Eb
And no one wants to hear me complain 'til I figured it out

Ab                      Bb              Eb
So I might as well just shoot me in the face