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The Greatest Pac-Man Victory In History (Fuck, Shit, Piss) chords by Aesop Rock

  • D

  • Gm

    3
  • G

  • C

Verse 1
D
Gm
D
I can't feel my legs,
Gm
D
Gm
boy.
D
Gm
D
Gm
Here we go.
D
Get up to get down now.
Gm
Get up to get down like this.
D
Get up to get down like this.
Gm
D
Gm
Gm
Get up to get down like this.
D
Gm
I don't want to do it anymore.
D
Gm
Couldn't do it if I tried.
Wouldn't do it if I wanted it.
D
Gm
I don't want to do it anymore.
D
Gm
Couldn't do it if I tried.
D
Okay, the moments were subtle but
unstolen and guess who owns them?
Gm
No friendly non -threatening corporate
lackey mucks in a totem.
G
D
Lucy was in a sky with diamonds,
5 to hold them
Gm
D
Gm
D
The summer beneath me's Pac -Man
Gm
with acid behind his molars
G
D
Little white tab hollering,
little white flag waggling
G
Gm
Inorganic pat on back,
trim the panic flat on back
G
D
Back to back with Mad Hatter magic,
rabid mastiff collaborative
G
Gm
Splatter bachelor fabric,
Gm
fatter with cabbage patch split
G
D
Dark days, Ben an d Louie Louie,
Park Blaze
G
Emmick Lee bent up but eager to crash
Gm
Gm
for that 1 -2 -3 repeater
D
Good morning Vietnam,
whose couch is this?
Whose house is this?
Gm
I'll chew you down with bits
Sorry dawg, I dreamt the foulest shit
D
There was this rabbit to a talisman
drowning out of my arm span
Gm
D
Gm
What's fouler was the
other farmhands
growing gills and shark fangs
D
What's fouler was my torso stripped
to ribbons in a marshlands
Gm
D
But I'm up now,
Gm
let's get this window painted
Gm
Shut the fuck down
C
Gm
D
Down by the river where the litter sits
And lion heart critters smoke dope
Gm
and act like illiterates
D
I ran with a brat pack of loose bolts
Gm
D
and high social maladjusties
Gm
Sacred, numb, and boundless,
went to St. Pono called Kalame Gummy
D
to some when a tongue was cradled
and my skin looks crazy
Gm
Pocketbook mirror courtesy Amy
G
Two spiders and a mattress
D
Paisley sunglasses
Dial in an ice cream
G
Gm
Ice grill that could burn through
your picture in picture widescreen
D
Poison late late show starring
Ace in a jigsaw face -up
G
Gm
Twelve hour solid gold entertainment
G
D
Other shit to sell from other shit to sell
Fake D .D. Patience Space Invader
Gm
Just once for the labor days
Worked for rent and rolling papers
G
D
Only to illest the beats leak
absurdly out the boombox
Gm
The daytripper an them goes
Wake, drop, walk to aquarium
D
Whistle while you work like a canary lung
All work and no play
Gm
D
Makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs
I sorta see it as my last blast
of summer
Gm
Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics
in big numbers
D
Good times, good people
All airbrushed on a collapsible easel
Gm
C
Peace man, easel
Gm
G
And I knew the permanency would drift
Gm
G
And I knew the pH
Gm
balance wasn't right
G
And I knew the crash and burn
had a caressin'
Gm
G
Gm
LSD flashed the message
G
And I knew the gash wasn't
gonna stop bleedin'
Gm
And I knew the pH
balance wasn't right
And I knew how September
would then affect LSD
G
Gm
G
You might think differently after you hear it.
Gm
D
G
Gm
G
Gm
D
G
Gm
G
Gm
Some damage, low sample delete
Late show, Dave Letterman,
D
G
shitty diner, lips like Dutch
Low self -discipline,
Gm
leader, see dead lungs, self -destruct
D
Life sucks, dickhead, lost summers,
G
display laminate
Showcasing divinity, live,
Gm
system definitive
D
Liturgy soaked, the pig lowly,
G
spectacular delight
Wow, what kind of LSD you like?
Your Lizard King has spoken
All hail, you in the back of the muck
Those trails aren't necessarily bum
D
Summertime
Gm
Some will try to recap
ture the same flag
But I play it smart and recognize
Gm
the Summertime past
G
Look here, flash the message
Gm
Look here, flash the mes sage
G
Look here, flash the message
Gm
I don't wanna do
Gm
it anymore
Couldn't do it if I tried
G
Gm
Wouldn't do it if I wanted it
G
I don't wanna do it anymore
Couldn't do it if I tried
Gm
Wouldn't do it if I wanted it
G
You there, get up, get down now
Hey, get up, get down now
Gm
G
Hey, hey, get up, get down now
Hey, get up, get down
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