Doing The Cockroach

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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  I was in heaven
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I was in hell   Believe in
neither
But fear them as well
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  This one's a doctor
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This one's a lawyer
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This one's a cash fiend
               Bm
Taking your money
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Back of the metro
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Ride on the greyhound
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Drunk on the Amtrak
Please shut up
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  Another rider
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He was a talker
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Talking about TV
Please shut up
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  This one's a crazer
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Daydreaming disaster
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The origin of junk food
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Rutting through garbage
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Tasty but worthless
                  C#m
Dogs eat their own   shit
                Bm
We're doing the cockroach yeah

[Chorus]
Bm
  Doin' the cockroach yeah
                        A G
Doin' the cockroach yeah   (alright,
not bad)
Bm
  Doin' the cockroach yeah
                        A G
Doin' the cockroach yeah   (alright,
not bad)
Bm
  Doin' the cockroach yeah
                        A G
Doin' the cockroach yeah   (alright, not bad,
not bad)

[Pre-Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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  One year
Twenty years
Forty years
Fifty years
Down the road in your life
A
 You'll look in the mirror
        G
And say, "My parents are still alive."
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         You move your mouth
You shake your tongue
                       A
You vibrate my eardrums
You're saying words
            G
But you know I ain't listening

[Verse 3]
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         You're walking down the street
Your face
Your lips
Your hips
Your eyes
     A
They meet
G
You're not hungry though

[Post-Verse]
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A

[Verse 4]
G     Bm
 Well late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister
A                        G
Oh my mind is all made up
     Bm
Well late last winter
Down below the equator
They had a summer that would make you blister
A                        G
Oh my mind is all made up
     Bm
Well late last winter
Down below the equator
     A                       G
They had a summer that would make you blister
Bm
Oh my mind is all
Oh my mind is all
A                        G
Oh my mind is all made up

[Post-Verse]
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A G Bm A
G Bm A G
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A G Bm A
G

[Outro]
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