F Gm Bb
Never took a class before in
F
Self defense
F Gm Bb
Never looked at you before with
F
Common sense
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm Dm
Gird myself for a short sharp shot
Gm Dm
Trace myself in sidewalk chalk
Am Bb
I'll shut my mouth, you do the talking
[Chorus]
F Dm F Dm
You're so proud of your circular karate chop
F Dm F Dm
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock
Gm Bb C
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top
[Break]
C C C C
[Verse]
F Gm Bb
Detention hall, name on the wall and
F
Locker dent
F Gm Bb
Never mind the withered words of
F
Encouragement
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm Dm
Pulling off my anorak
Gm Dm
Dumping out my black backpack
A
Take what you'd like
Bb C
I'll keep on walking
[Chorus]
F Dm F Dm
You're so proud of your circular karate chop
F Dm F Dm
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock
Gm Bb C
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top
F Dm F Dm
You're still bragging about your telescoping roundhouse kick
F Dm F Dm
You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick
Gm Bb
So myopic, stay on topic
C
Man, this world is sick
[Bridge]
N.C.
Three rules from your sensei
N.C.
One: Outsource your feelings
N.C.
Two: Limit your training to be task specific
N.C.
Three: Assign regret to those accountable
[Verse]
F Gm Bb
Detention hall, name on the wall and
F
Locker dent
F Gm Bb
Never mind the withered words of
F
Encouragement
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm Dm
Pulling off my anorak
Gm Dm
Dumping out my black backpack
A
Take what you'd like
Bb C
I'll keep on walking
[Chrorus]
F Dm F Dm
You're so proud of your circular karate chop
F Dm F Dm
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock
Gm Bb C
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top
F Dm F Dm
You're still bragging about your telescoping roundhouse kick
F Dm F Dm
You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick
Gm Bb
So myopic, stay on topic
C
Man, this world is sick
