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Tom:
Ab Am Gb Gm F G E|------5-----5-----3----3------------1-----3-------------------------------| B|------5-----5-----3----3------------1-----3-------------------------------| G|------7-----5-----5----3------------3-----0-------------------------------| D|------7-----7-----5----5------------3-----0-------------------------------| A|------5-----7-----3----5------------1-----2-------------------------------| E|------5-----5-----3----3------------1-----3-------------------------------|
Intro/Verse: Ab Am Gb Gm Gb/Ab <--slide from Gb to Ab Chorus: Ab Am Gb Gm <--slightly different strumming pattern Verse 1:
Ab Am Charlie Brown had a big block head
Gb Gm Gb/Ab wore a stripey sweater every day
Ab Am Always tried to kick the football
Gb Gm Gb/Ab but Lucy pulled the motherfucker away
Ab Am Flew a kite just to try to relax
Gb Gm Gb/Ab but he always put that shit in a tree
Ab Am And a cute little redheaded girl
Gb Gm wouldn't give no play to poor Chuck B. Prechorus 1:
F G Gb/Ab They were the baddest fuckers in the funny papers PEANUTS! Verse 2:
Onto a security blanket Linus himself would latch Snuggle into that bitch to keep warm while waiting in the pumpkin patch Had a stalker named Sally Brown and she always tried to get her some She loved how he knew the meaning of Christmas and the sexy way he sucked that thumb. Prechorus 2: Marmaduke can lick it Garfield is a pussy PEANUTS! Chorus 1:
Ab Am Gb Gm Oh peanuts, crazy peanuts
Ab Am Gb Gm A bunch of kids trying to be free
Ab Am Gb Gm Take my hand, and let's dance now
Ab Am Gb Gm Under Charlie's shitty Christmas tree F G Gb/Ab (back to verse) (no lyrics here............) PEANUTS! Oh, Marcy was best friends with Patty, Patty Peppermint She would love to do things to that girl that Charles M. Schultz can't print Pigpen was a dusty dude who couldn't keep his own ass clean All the teachers said wah wah wah wah wah wah what does that shit mean? Well Big Bird ain't the only yellow bird in town WOODSTOCK! Oh peanuts, crazy peanuts Poor Charlie Brown you will never get laid 'Cause it's hard to get pussy when you're the baldest kid in second grade Lucy was a psychiatrist but her comments always gave offense And the bitch couldn't make no money 'cause she charge a motherfucker five cents You know all the ladies love Schroeder 'cause he spun them '88s real good and Franklin was a real cool cat but the only brother in that hood Sometimes you have to shout good grief unto the heavens GOOD GRIEF! Oh peanuts, crazy peanuts Snoopy fly your plane and fly it quick You're the World War II flying ace Make Red Baron suck that Beagle dick Oh peanuts, crazy peanuts A bunch of kids trying to be free Take my hand, and let's dance now under Charlie's shitty Christmas tree
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Composição: Stephen Lynch

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