Jesse Welles – Tropical Fuck Storm - You Let My Tyres Down (Guitar)

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Yeah, baby's in remand right now and

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She'll be there for a while

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For the wounding of air in a cop

      Em
And a ram raid in sunshine.

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She's right there on CCTV

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Forget to take her medication.

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Oh, but Ruby says her Laurel get the

     Em
Best deal that they can make her.

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But then I grew up around her family.

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And they were such a bunch of losers

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Anchored only to each other

     Em
On a sea of vodka cruisers.

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And she could say anything

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At any time.

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So when you mention the plea bargains,

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It's making everybody feel uptight.

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You let my tyres down.

           Em
You let my tyres down.

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You see, I give you anything at any time

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And you let my tyres down.

           G          Em
You let my tyres down.

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I picked her car up at the depot.

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I had my lunch at China Rose

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And then I snorted half a gram of

            Em
Australia's finest homemade coke

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In a child was mauled by Polance

            Em
Outside the High Point shopping center

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While a tour tractor bit down on her placenta

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And an army surplus lob.

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On the outskirts of Baro,

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But it's raining in Victoria,

         Em
So that shit's under control.

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You let my tyres down.

           Em
You let my tyres down.

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You see, I give you anything at any time

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And you let my tyres down.

           G          Em
You let my tyres down.