Misc Soundtrack – High School Musical - Dont Stare At The Sun (Guitar)

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Intro: A F#m A F#m
A             F#m
Every now and then I feel like scratching

A                        F#m
With five fingers, “Hey! Howdy, you!” (Yeah, yeah!)

A                         F#m
But all I really need are apples and lasagna

A               F#m
Before I go to bed

A               F#m
I have a vacant stare ‘cause I’m a robot

A               F#m
I’ve got hollow lungs (I bet your toes are strong!)

A                  F#m
With soft skin engineered to feel girl-like

A                 F#m
I’ll stay forever young, yeah

D
WA-HA, DA-DING-DING, CHOO-CHOO, 

A
HEY-HAW, Wonder why 

F#m
No one that we know blows 

E
Chunks every day and night

D
WA-HA, DA-DING-DING, CHOO-CHOO, 

A
HEY-HAW, And don’t 

F#m
Stare into the sun or else your 

E
Eyes will burn and drip some 

D     A    
Goooo... 

         F#m
And burn out! Can’t look at the 

E
Sun or else your eyes will burn out

D                  A
Can’t stare at the sun! (Come on, let’s have some fun!)

F#m                E
Don’t stare at the sun!

                      F#m
In my village we have Daryl, Daryl the Pony

              E
And he’s been waiting for a gifted young rider (Ha ha ha)

      D
Yeah, you could not pick a pony that is better than

C#
Daryl the Pony of Love!

D
WA-HA, DA-DING-DING, CHOO-CHOO, 

A
HEY-HAW, Wonder why 

F#m
No one that we know blows 

E
Chunks every day and night

D
WA-HA, DA-DING-DING, CHOO-CHOO, 

A
HEY-HAW, why don’t we

F#m
Check out all these socks and then 

E
Check me out while I dance and go

F#m
Wow! Yeah! Yes! Okay!
Now we’re dancing the donk-diddy-donkey
E
Why’d you insist on kissing that clown?
Don’t say goodbye or sayonara
F#m
(All the leeches love me!)
We’re so glad be here
E
Plinko waddy-waddy choo-wa
Digging that soul Round and round we go!
A         F#m
This is a dance we practiced in the gym

A                                        F#m
(Plinko waddy-waddy choo-wa digging that soul)

A                 F#m
There’s no way it could have been spontaneous

A                                        F#m
(Plinko waddy-waddy choo-wa digging that soul)
It’s Corville! I’m running weird!
D
WA-HA, DA-DING-DING, CHOO-CHOO, 

A
HEY-HAW, I’m feeling

F#m     
No old-timey ghosts will be 

E
Floating up on the ceiling 

D
WA-HA, DA-DING-DING, CHOO-CHOO, 

A
HEY-HAW, And don’t 

F#m
Stare into the sun or else your 

E
Eyes will burn and drip some 

D     A    
Goooo... 

         F#m
And burn out! Can’t look at the 

E
Sun or else your eyes will burn out

D                  A
Can’t stare at the sun! (Oh whoooa)

F#m                E
Don’t stare at the sun!