Misc Originals – Darren Murphy - The Big Douche Baggy Mountains (Guitar)

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One evening as the sun went down

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And the party crowd was stirring,

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Down the street came a teenager strutting,

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And he said, "Folks, I'm not learning

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I'm headed for a place that's far away

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Where my ego knows no boundaries

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So come with me, we'll go and see

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The Big Douche Baggy Mountains

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains,

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There's a land that's loud and bright,

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Where the whining grows on bushes

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And you pitch a fit every night

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Where the attitudes are endless

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And the sun fuels our vanity

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On the bros and the foes

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And the arrogance that grows

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The complaints that spring

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Where the know-it-alls cling

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains,

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You never heed advice,

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And the little streams of mockery

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Come flowing without price.

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The humble folks just shake their heads,

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And the wise ones turn away,

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There's a pool of pride,

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And of snark, beside,

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You can swim all through it,

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In a boastful glide,

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains.

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains,

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You never lend a hand,

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And the little streams of self-importance

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Keep flowing through the land.

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The good folks try to teach you,

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But their words just fall on stone,

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There's a sea of scorn,

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And of judgment, worn,

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You can surf right through it,

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Feeling all alone,

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains.

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains,

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The rules are made to bend,

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And you can dodge responsibility,

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As if it's just a trend.

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There ain't no need for manners,

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No kindness, grace, or tact,

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I'ma stayin' here,

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Where I'll never fear,

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Where they praise the dude,

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Who's always rude,

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains.

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I'll see you all, still standing tall,

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In the Big Douche Baggy Mountains.