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Midas Gutz chords by Doseone

  • Am

  • Bb

  • F#

    2
  • E

  • F#m

    2
  • C#

    4
  • G#

    4
  • Bm

    2
  • C

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Verse 1
(A minor) Another missing
number in the jungle
Turned (B flat major) up with nothing but a loincloth
(A minor) To (B flat major) protect your ten de (F sharp major) pendents
(A minor) from what's danger in the wildlife
Your human (B flat major) nose making
the least (A minor) of all sin
Gone done to the dynamics of clean hair
Your bare feet
Cranching across the unkept forest
Minutes ago you've been
licking grass
Knuckles and sylphin upset a lot
Deep beneath bleeding flesh forbear
Being crowned this year's
champion king
Looking good or bad after a beautiful thing
Big rain or are they only an annual
Serious, serious guts competition
Sponsored and powered
by the Big Relic V -Buck
and Handsome Music Talent
Yes, you and ten other tough guys
Slit smiles across your then
perfectly sturdy stomachs
And spread your large intestines
Only at a cross -coated
white corporate table
The start -up is the walk
and each contestant commenced a
Carefully combed their
own eager entrails
From behind the one -way
wall of mirrored eye
Where (E major) every (A minor) one a hopeful
breathing heavy
Sifting through their mortal coil
with their fingertips
For the most (F sharp minor) intimidating lengths
(A minor) Of well -sculpted and prime
-time stomach lengths
Every so often,
in the name of health and exe (C sharp major) cution
(A minor) They're capped, usher struts
about the gut -covered table
Misting everyone's exposed
and heaving (G sharp major) organs
(A minor) With a modified and fancy water pistol
All in the, all in the name of health
As always, this year
Celebrity judges are only of the
most incredible persuasion
(E major) Char (A minor) les Bartholomew's
angry and gay
Only daughter, Ice Cube
Back from when he was hard
On a framed -ape octant
of Joe Namath's kneecaps
And because you won,
they stitched up your open abdomen
First gave you a nice Ram (B minor) bo knife
and some choice (F sharp minor) cigar (A minor) ettes
Then cut you loose in the Ozarks
Custom being not if, but when
You will kill for your next meal
Never gon' never gon'
listen to somebody
After all you never gon'
listen to somebody
Never gon' never gon'
listen to somebody
After all you never gon'
listen to somebody
Never gon' never gon'
listen to somebody
After all you never gon'
listen to somebody
Never gon' never gon' listen to somebody
In one month's time, they anticipate you turnin'
up on the lap of the Lincoln Memorial
(C major) Wearin' a strippin' kit, (A minor) fleshy head
and all the white rapper lovers
And love is (C major) the last thing (A minor) on your mind,
rollin'
Reborn in the kill is the record goes wild device
magazine people serving up a hard bucket
of most happening blood (C major)
(A minor) feeding this pit roast
digging your honor
kissing the wind
calling your balls
phantom hearts clinking half empty and the
(F sharp minor) leftover (A minor) and once human still still ar (A minor) rogant air
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