C 

[Verse]

C                             F
Loopy says he likes it up on top
C 
Yes he knows if he ever lets go
     F
The pretty machine will swallow him whole
G          F              C
He has no fear he has no sense of shame
             G                    F
He will not stop until everybody everywhere
          C
Wants to know his name

[Verse]

C                                F
The one hit wonder he likes the big time
     C
He says he wants to live the kind of life
           F                                       G
That will make the folks back home all bitch and whine
                F                   C
He knows if he ever even gets the chance
               Bb                       F
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
            Ab                  C
They can't hurt you unless you let them

[Verse]

C                                 F
Loopy says he sure does like the good life
C 
Yes he knows all those women who scheme
     F
Are just pretty pictures in the pretty machine
G               F                 C
He knows if he ever even gets to try
                   Bb                       F
He will bite down hard to make the monster cry
                Ab                C
He knows if he ever even gets a chance
               Bb                        F
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
            Ab                  C
They can't hurt you unless you let them
               F
I will say it again
             Ab                  C
They cannot hurt you unless you let them

[Verse]

C                             F
Loopy says he likes it up on top
    C 
He prays to god and he hopes like hell
           F
That the pretty machine they will never fail
G          F                            C
He has no fear, he doesn't really even have the time
                    G                         F
He knows that the world is in love with the pretty machine
C 
Oh yeah, the pretty machine
                                  F
The one hit wonder, he likes the big time
    C
Yeah, he wants to live the kind of life
           F                                         G
That will make the folks back home scream bitch and whine
                F                 C                 
He knows if he ever even gets to try
                   Bb                       F
He will bite down hard to make the monster cry
                Ab                C
He knows if he ever even gets a chance
               Bb                        F
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
                Ab                C
He knows if he ever even gets to play
                    Bb                      F
He will stomp like god to make the monster say

[Chorus]

            Ab                  C       
They can't hurt you unless you let them
            Bb                  F
They can't hurt you unless you let them
             Ab                  C
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
             Bb                  F
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
             Ab                  C
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
C
They can't hurt you unless you let them
                F
I will say it again
            Ab                  C       
They can't hurt you unless you let them
C
They can't hurt you unless you let them
                F
I will say it again
             Ab                  C
They cannot hurt you unless you let them

[Outro]

C
They cannot hurt you unless you let them