Lemon Demon – Dont Be Like The Sun (Guitar)

    F                         A#         F
The king of Mars perfects his commentary skills

                             A#             F
I'm a gold plated man monkey full of dollar bills

          G#       C#       A#
If you're happier, dial one now

Dm       D#        Em A#        Dm                G
Don't be fooled by gravity, and don't be like the sun

C         F    C        F         Am
Something went wrong, I hate this song

C          Cm               F                 Am
If I could change one thing about the weather

C                 Dm                 F
Well then I would tell the world and I'd become famous

Am                  C       D              F
And then I wouldn't need to care about the weather never

C       Cm                  Dm          B        Cm
Ever anymore 'cause I would be relaxing in Hawaii

C   G#      Fm     C         G#      Fm       Cm   C
But that is not my fate, I'm trapped inside a cage

   G#    Fm   C           Fm     C
It isn't even locked, but I'm an idiot

Fm           C       Fm
  (It's an illusion.)

C                              Fm
Caesar was a criminal, but his mother was a saint

     C                             Fm            A#m
Some say that it's subliminal, but I say that it ain't

A                         Dm
Science was a masquerade, meant to sell you lemonade

A                      Dm
And it worked, they're laughing in their graves

C                             Fm
Once again I'm falling down a mountain like a metaphor

 C                     Fm
(God damn leprechauns, god damn leprechauns.)

C               Fm            C#             F#           C
Shoot me from a cannon to the moon without a helmet on my head

                  C#                     C                       D#m
Or even oxygen to breathe in the offhand chance that there is no air

D#m           F#                   D#m            F#      D#m
Air is like a something something, air is like an I don't know

    D      F#m       F#      D#m      B     C#     D#m      G#m
And air is just like fog but it's not gray, and it makes me want to...

B          G            Em               B           G             Em
Breathe in toxic little fumes and then I breathe out sugar-frosted blood

B     G           Em       Gm        A                         Em
All I ever did to make you laugh was breathe out sugar-frosted blood

      B       Em
(What do I do now? Tell me lest I do nothing… guardian devil.)

Am                          C
I'd like to make a toast to all the little garden gnomes

    Em                                 G
Who bravely sacrificed their lives for me

A#                           Dm
I'd like to make a toast but no one seems to have a cup

  F                              A#
I wonder where my cup has gone I think that it was taken by...

    F                         A#         F
The king of Mars perfects his commentary skills

                             A#             F
I'm a gold plated man monkey full of dollar bills

F           G#              C#          A#
You've been standing there, blocking my view

Dm       D#        Em    D#m     Dm                G
Don't be scared by me or me, and don't be like the sun

C              F                  C
  (Because the sun doesn't really exist, it's an illusion

F                        C
That's why you shouldn't be like the sun

F                   C
Because if you are, you don't exist

F                                 C
And I don't associate with people who don't exist.)