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That ain't me chords by L.A. Salami

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  • C

  • D

  • Bb

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Verse 1
(G major)
I'm worn out and
I'm starving darling,
please hand me a frill
The labour kills but it's the morals
that they tend to drill
In (C major) side your head from day one to day three,
nine, twenty -four
I (G major) did it for the money, mate.
I don't expect much more.
I'm resting (D major) on my laurels, darling.
I'm (C major) dy ing on my pride. (G major)
I promised her the purest gold.
There's nowhere I can hide.
Besides, the dawn is crawling
to where the shadows do reside.
And (C major) I'm too much of a coward
to try and not be kind to (G major) the good
-looking sycophants
and the antics that they ride well (D major)
into the stage lights
and the long (C major) hours I burn at (G major) night
it's (C major) all our phones and good
looks an (D major) d reality tv
(C major) I know it and I love (D major) it sometimes
but (C major) darlin' that ain't me, (G major) no
I may be done with being
Dylan,
Leonard Cohen, Patti Smith
Don't ask me about the future,
I couldn't give two pints of piss
It's (C major) hit and miss from now on, darling,
I just punched the Pope
I'd (G major) swap the grind at any time
for a long day on the dope
It's that slippery (D major) slope we spoke of
during (C major) our pitiful affair (G major)
I said (D major) it once before,
but darlin', (C major) I don't care (G major)
I'm at the service to the madmen,
team maker to the king
I did it for the money made,
there's no way I can win
It's (C major) something nice we skate on now,
ideas can go to hell
The (G major) sense of sun is setting,
Quasimodos run the bell
I (D major) took the word of my generation
and they (C major) can't even spell (G major)
It's (C major) all iPhones and good
looks (D major) an d reality TV
I (C major) know it and I (D major) love it sometimes
(C major) but darling that ain't me, no (G major)
I've just come from the bank, son,
and trust me, good
I'd be better off a vandal
or a two -bit toothless crook
I smoke (C major) too many cigarettes,
miss the money that I blow
If (G major) you hear this when I'm rich,
well, that's just the way things go
Per (D major) severance, prostitution
And then (C major) you must do your own (G major) show
Tell me what your poison is
I'll top it up for free
You see I'm the type of philistine
Who will read the woes of thee
My (C major) heart is etched upon the wood
That's set in the empty bars
My heart (G major) is in the empty spaces
And the headlights of the cars
That (D major) scream across the highway
Which is fam (C major) ous for a crash (G major)
(D major) Pride fell into principles
But pride's (C major) the one
that broke his back (G major)
It's (C major) all iPhones and good looks
And reality (D major) TV
I (C major) know it and I love (D major) it sometimes
But (C major) darling, that ain't me, no (G major) (B flat major) (C major) (B flat major)
(G major)
You
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