Rock n Roll Nerd chords by Tim Minchin

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Verse 1
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He doesn't have
a problem with drugs,
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he just doesn't get them.
G 
He's fine that his mates have tattoos,
Am 
but he thinks they'll regret  them.
He likes going to pubs,
F 
but he hates it when the music's too loud.
G 
He tends not to go to rock concerts
Cause he can't stand
Am 
the crowds
F 
G 
But all he's ever wanted to be
C 
Am 
Is a rock star on MTV
F 
G 
But he knows that it's not fuckin' likely
He just turned 30
E 
Am 
He knows that he will always be
G 
A rockin' raw nerd
He'll keep writing songs
C 
G 
the world will never hear
Am 
C 
And though they won't be heard,
Dm 
he'll just keep writing
Em 
D 
Oh yeah, but you see the problem is
Gm 
C 
F 
He always dreamt of being a star
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Eb 
But he learned piano instead of guitar
D 
Which in the 90's didn't
get you very far
Gm 
C 
So  while the other kids
F 
were learning stairway
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Eb 
He was the piano to their forte
D 
But he was convinced one day
Eb 
he'd rock their fuckin' asses
D 
Eb 
Be an icon for the disenfranchised masses
D 
And grow his hair long
Eb 
and rebel against the state
F 
But just for now that'd have to wait
Cause he's running late
D 
G 
for his morning classes
Am 
But he will always be a
rock 'n 'roll nerd
G 
He'll keep playing gigs
C 
G 
that no one knows about
Am 
C 
And though it sounds absurd,
Dm 
he'll just keep playing
Oh yeah
Em 
D 
But you see, the problem is
Gm 
D 
C 
There's not much depth in what
F 
he's singing
Bb 
He's a victim of his upper
Eb 
-middle -class upbringing
D 
So he can't write about the hood
Or bling
-bling
Gm 
C 
So  he sits and imagines
F 
his girlfriend is dead
Bb 
So trying  to evoke some angst
Eb 
in his middle class head
D 
But the bitch is always fine
at half past nine
Gm 
when they go to bed
C 
And he's not spent a
F 
single night in prison
Bb 
Eb 
He has no issues with nutrition
D 
He has no drinking problem
Eb 
and no drug addiction
D 
Unless you count the
Eb 
drugs they put in chicken
D 
And marijuana always
Eb 
tends to make him cough
He doesn't look good with
F 
his t -shirt off
D 
And when he tries to act tough
G 
Gm 
You can tell he's trickin'
Eb 
C 
While his mates go out late
Eb 
Pumping pills and having fun
F 
C 
He goes home and showers
And gets a good eight hours
Eb 
He gets his thrills from
F 
his morning run
C 
And while his mates go on dates
Eb 
Takin' speed and drinkin'
F 
cans of Jim Beam
C 
He stays home and  cooks,
curls up with a book
Eb 
With a girl he's had since
he was seventeen
F 
G 
Cos he's never really been
part of the scene
Bb 
Give him guns and roses,
he'll take Queen
C 
He's more into Beatles than The Stones
Eb 
F 
He's more Stevie Wonder than Ramones
G 
And he's never owned a  transit van
Gm 
Bb 
He never shot a   Pantera fan
C 
He doesn't know the difference
between metal and trash
Cm 
Eb 
He couldn't tell you nothin'
F 
about absolute slacks
G 
He likes Penn Falls and the Jackson 5
Gm 
Bb 
He knows all the words to stayin' alive
C 
And though he wants to be
all grungy and cool
Eb 
He spent eleven years
F 
at a motherfuckin' private school
G 
So it don't matter how he tries
Bb 
He cannot hide behind his rock 'n
'roll eyes
C 
Cause he beat the GARNET all year round
Eb 
F 
Yeah, he beat the ROCKET all year round
Gm 
Yeah, he beat the GARNET
Bb 
all year round
C 
Yeah, he beat the ROCKET all year round
Eb 
F 
Bb 
Me got it, I don't, don't you know
D 
Am 
He knows that his music lacks depth
D 
F 
G 
But it just can't be helped
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G 
He has nothing interesting to say
E 
Am 
So he writes about himself
But he doesn't want to
seem self -obsessed
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G 
F 
So he writes in third person
G 
In an attempt to seem more
rock 'n 'roll
E 
Am 
but he suspects it's not working.
F 
G 
And deep in his heart he knows
Am 
C 
he will never be Bono or Bowie
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G 
And  even if he was quite pretty
E 
with small pants like Kylie
Am 
F 
Am 
He knows that he will al  ways be
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Rockin' Ronan,
C 
he'll be writing songs
G 
the world don't care about
Am 
G 
And though it sounds absurd,
Dm 
he'll just keep writing
Em 
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Oh yeah, you can criticize him
G 
Dm 
But he won't care, yeah, yeah,
D 
cause he wants to rock
Em 
D 
And he will never be deterred
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But I'll always be a fucked up
little try hard
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G 
Gm 
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wannabe rock 'n 'roll nerd
Am 
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C 
D 
Rock 'n
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Am 
Am 
'roll nerd
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