Soul Suckin' Jerk chords by Beck

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Verse 1
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I got a job making money
for the man
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Throwing chicken in the bucket
with the soda pop can
Puke-green uniform uniform
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on my back
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I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
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I leaped on the counter like
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a bird with no hair
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Running through the mini
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mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown,
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couldn't find a ride home
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Sun went down, I got frozen to the bone
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'Til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
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As I took a little nap,
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the cops picked up us both
I tried to explain,
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I   was only trying to get warm
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I knew I never ever should have
burnt my uniform
He said, "Too bad,
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better bite the bullet hard, son"
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I didn't have no teeth so I
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stole his gun
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And I crawled out the window
with my shadow on a spoon
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Dancing on the roof, shootin'
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holes in the moon

Verse 2

Get busy

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Verse 3

I ain't gonna work for no

soul sucking jerk

I'm gonna take it all back and

I ain't saying jack

I ain't gonna work for no

soul sucking jerk

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I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't saying jack

Interlude 1

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Verse 4
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Standing right here with a
beer in my hand
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And my mouth is full of sand
and I don't understand
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D 
Fourteen days I been sleeping in a barn
Better get a paycheck
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tattooed on my arm
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D 
Whistling Dixie with the Dixie cup filled
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With the barbecue sauce
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and the dental floss chill
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Big fat fingers pointing into my face
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Telling me to get busy
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cleaning up this place
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I got bent like a wet cigarette
And she's coming after me
with a butterfly net
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Riding on a bloodhound ringing the bell
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Black cat wrapped in a road map of hell
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Pencil on my leg and I'm
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D 
trying not to beg
Taking turns baking worms
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with the bacon and eggs
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Now they got me in a birdcage
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flapping my jaw
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Like a pretzel in the stars just waiting to fall
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So give me what I got
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to get so I can go
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'Cause I ain't washing dishes in
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D 
C# 
the ditch no more

Verse 5
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I ain't gonna work for no soul sucking jerk
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I'm gonna take it all back
and I ain't saying jack
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I ain't gonna work for no
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soul sucking jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and
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I ain't saying jack
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No,
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no, no,
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no, no

Interlude 2

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Verse 6
Soul sucking jerk
Soul sucking jerk
You soul sucking jerk
Soul sucking jerk
Ain't gonna work for no soul
sucking jerk
I'm gonna take it all back
and I ain't saying jack
No