Corey Smith – Dirtier By The Year (Guitar)

        G      Bm
I got a bad condition,

               Em    C
Yeah it's been going around,

      G             D              G     G
Since Eve stole the fruit from the tree,

       G             Bm           Em       C
It's a thing for the dirty little thing we do,

        G            D      G    G
I think about it too frequently.

               G       Bm              Em         C
Yeah there's a movie collection in the back of my mind,

     G           D       G    G
It's filthy as a garbage can,

      G            Bm        Em        C
If it keeps piling up at the rate it's growing,

          G       D          G   G
I'm gonna be a perverted old man.

             G       C       G
Cause, I get dirtier by the year,

            G       C       G
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,

    G      C           Em           C
I'm more obscene than a hustler magazine,

          G       D      G
And I get dirtier by the year.

    G           Bm        Em          C
The voice in my head is a four letter train,

         G        D       G
It would bring my mama to tears,

    G          Bm             Em       C
Sometimes I'm ashamed just to listen myself,

        G           D        G
Man I'm glad nobody else can hear.

                G       C       G
Cause, it get’s dirtier by the year,

            G       C       G
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,

    G      C               Em       C
I'm nasty enough to make a stripper blush,

          G       D      G     G
And I get dirtier by the year.

Am
 I'm like a wolf on the prow,

Bm
 But there's no eating allowed,

C                             G
 My dinner's back home on the table.

Am
 But all these fantasies,

Bm
 Keep propositionin' me,

C                          D     D*
 I try to stop but I'm not able. (no)

G
 La Da La Da La Da La

Em
 La Da La Da La Da La Da

D                  C
 La Da La Da La Da La La Doh

  G           Bm
I went to the preacher,

         Em      C
I said I must confess,

           G           D      G
I feel I'm rotten down to the core,

               G     Bm          Em       C
He said 'Don't be so hard on yourself now son,

            G              D           G
What do you think all this religion is for?'

       G*      C*     G*
We get dirtier by the year,

       G*             D*
We get dirtier by the year,

         G
Yeah the longer we live,

               C        G
The more there is to forgive,

       G       D      G    G
We get dirtier by the year,

       G       D      C     G
We get dirtier by the year.