Song Called Chip chords by Axelle Red
Verse 1
G
Gm
G
No more cursing the net
Dm
C
G
Nice if we finally met
Gm
G
No more trauma's, trunks
Dm
and cages
C
F
Gm
Soundproof, outrages
G
Dm
No more wolfs, wives persuading
C
G
Hus ups, justice failing
Gm
G
Dm
Were we all suspicious
C
G
He 's back out there, it 's vicious
Gm
G
F
C
It might not be hip
Gsus4
G
a song called chip
F
C
G
It 's cooler you go to rehab
F
Gsus4
But if we had a grip
G
on men like chip
Bm
Em
A wonderful world it would be
C
G
A wonderful world it would be
Gm
G
No more vico's in pnom
Dm
C
peng
Gm
Weirdos, decent men
G
Gsus4
G
Dm
Turning saints into sluts
C
G
They were once a victim, so what
Gm
Dm
No more uncle dishonors niece
C
G
Brother, won't you kill me please!
F
Gm
Dm
No more marriage cover up
C
G
Gm
Mothers won't stand up
F
Cm
C
G
It might not be hip a song called chip
F
C
G
It 's cooler you go to rehab
F
C
G
But if we had a grip on men like chip
A wonderful world it would be
Bm
A wonderful world it would be
It might not be hip a
Em
song called chip
It 's cooler you go to rehab
But if we had a grip on men like chip
C
A wonderful world it would be
G
A wonderful world it would be
The romans, the greeks,
already freaks
Knew how to teach, how to preach
C
G
C
The prophet at least officially wed
"Spare the young captives",
Moses said,
Gm
"Our law says have
them in your bed"
Sultans had dungeons with
different levels
G
Virgins by hundred in taoist legend
Gm
Ask uncle wu, the Chinese Dutroux
Impotent goophers, on
viagra in our prisons
Dominant pigeons from all kind
religions
Frustrated cause for once themselves
couldn't escape it
Dm
They hate trade manipulate
Jumpin' like squirrels
C
on our boys and girls
Makin' it a wild wild world
Sick slick runnin' behind their dig
Gm
G
Obviously too small for a guy that tall
Gm
Havin' a ball, laughin' at us all
Dm
Let's skip be ing hip
Put a chip get a grip
C
Locate them on their trip
G
Telling pearls to sip off that glass
Take off that little dress
Did I hear you say yes
Zip down their pants
Dm
So called "philes", fans
of our children
C
Cm
Makes no sense building a fence
C
G
F
Most of them are dads like mads
C
G
Right inside the house
F
Kids trapped like a mouse
Gsus4
C
G
F
"Don't tell
C
G
mum and
Bm
I'll give you more gum"
Em
"Oops, I didn't know she
C
G
C
was that young"
G
Handy with candy
C
What did happen to Mandy
No more causing harm
G
When using their charm
C
G
Goes off an alarm
C
No longer pollute our childhood
G
Little 'n red freely in the wood
Youth 'll hitch hike again
C
Solution for traffic jam
G
True puppy love
C
G
Not with a 28 year old glove
Gsus4
G
I know a chip won't do
I got another song too
Don't look for your name
C
There's no wall of fame
... what am I trying to obtain
Our society is not sane
Luring at daughters
Geldof, Cobain
Do we all need a chip in our brain?
Have to be the same?
Can we break the chain?
Preteen icons on our fashion
magazines
In skimpy outfits,
the orwellian dream?
Tasmanian devils
That's our level
We can't accept the truth
There's no eternal youth
We can't afford liberty
Cause we have no empathy
This is no popsong
I can go on
No more babies in babies
8 year old ladies
Untill she tears apart
The a whole village without
a heart
No more secret communities
'n markets
Daughters slaughtered such
easy targets
Somehow hope she's engaged
But she's a house aid a slave
A hornqueen, last seen
on a site where you get!
Boys under five
With the option to stay alive
No more war as excuse
No court will accuse
No more false accusations
'N then chemical castration
After years of growing tits
His nuts blown to bits
G
He 's found innocent, she admits...
Song Called Chip
Axelle Red
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