Bomb the Music Industry! – Wednesday Night Drinkball (Guitar)

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There's nothing less cool

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than feeling exhausted from hours of not doing

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a damn thing at all.

    E            B
Not thrilling to chill,

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steal bandwidth and cable, give shouts to employers

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and wait  for  the   call.

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 There's  a   light

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shining out of the windowsill

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not content to project all day long.

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Maybe I could walk a little to the library, closed

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Maybe I could do this right for once.

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Get my ducks in a row and just

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stop talking trash or whatever they say.

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Make the bed, sweep the floor, shake the carpet and spray.

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Put my shit in a pile, on the top slap a post-it,

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"Don't worry, someday your skill set will be wanted."

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But today everybody is a little tired, it's Wednesday.

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So at 10:00 I'm walking down a chilly Boerum to Broadway.

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And it's you and me

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and a tallboy of Colt forty-five or Bud Light.

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What's the cheapest one?

    E                B
Get through one more night.

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I drink fast, I don't savor.

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Each way takes an hour

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and at twelve,  I'll   be   gone.