C So I dip this pen in arsenicE I write a song for every presidentAm F that wont ever get shot in the faceC E And I wrap these strings in plastic explosivesAm Head down to the court houseF with one chord I level the placeC E But... hasn't anybody learnedAm F don't ever trust a man who plays guitarC E Am The day I rob a bank's the first day I'm not lyingF C to you or me about what I believe [Interlude] C G Am E F x2 [Verse]C E And if I die then let my gravestone read: (pause) Am F "Rest in P. Funk" cause no pulse is no excuse not to danceC E If I live then let my heart be like a beating picket lineAm F they'll sooner see a corpse than see a scab (pause) Oh, but... hasn't anybody learned the last to make the moves are the first to say the wordsC E Am The day I rob a bank's the first day of my lifeF C as an honest man, an honest manE Am The day I rob a bank's the first day of my lifeF C as an honest man, an honest man (tap guitar) The day I go to jail trying to rob a bank
Never Trust A Man Who Plays Guitar
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