Cancer Jesse Welles

Cancer

Jesse Welles

SoloSage

196
0:00 2:11
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: E
Capo:
Case 4

Paroles

[Verse 1]
C                 C
 Cancer's getting meaner,
                        G6
and it ain't never been fun
                                F
Supposed to get you when you're old,
                               C
and now it get you when you're young
Cancer's always been depressin',
                    G6
cancer's never been pleasant
                        F
It don't care if you're royal,
                       C
don't care if you're a peasant
Then what causes it?

[Chorus]
               F
Everything you ate,
                     C
the sleep you didn't get
                 G6                         C
Your job and the air and the water and your bed
            F
The sun and red meat,
                      C
all the fishes in the sea
                                     G6
Thеy're all a bunch of cantankerous cancer-causin'
   F              C
carcinogеnic S.O.B.'s
                                                   G6
It's like them apocalyptic folks off the newer Mad Max
                                  F
Monsanto Clause delivered all the cancer in your ass

[Verse 2]
C                        F
 But its from the purple ketchup,
              C
the BPA's and microplastics
     G6                   C
Just hope it don't go metastatic
                     F
It's meaner than the meanest,
                C
meaner than the rumors
                                 G6
It's your own personalized "Bam! Pizza Hut",
     F              C
home-grown little tumor
Take it

[Solo 1]
F C G6 F
C               F
 It'll make an atheist plead with God

[Verse 3]
         C
Hardcore bumper sticker Christian give up
   G6                                        F
Monsanto Clause is checkin' his list and the cancer don't
       C
give a fuck

[Solo 2]
                 F | - C |
| - G6 | - F |

[Outro]
C
 Cancer of the head, shoulders, knees,
    G6
and toes
I wish I had the patent on the cancer screenin'
         F
I'd be a printin' cancer dough
             C                         G6
Cancer is as lucrative a business as a war
So if you ain't expecting peace,
     F                 C
then why expect a cure?

Mesures

[Verse 1]
| C - | - - | C  - | G6 - |
| F C | - - | G6 - | F  C |
| -

Cancer's getting meaner,
and it ain't never been fun
Supposed to get you when you're old,
and now it get you when you're young
Cancer's always been depressin',
cancer's never been pleasant
It don't care if you're royal,
don't care if you're a peasant
Then what causes it?

[Chorus]
    F  | - C | -  G6 | C F |
| - C  | - - | G6 F  | C - |
| - G6 | - - | -  F  |

Everything you ate,
the sleep you didn't get
Your job and the air and the water and your bed
The sun and red meat,
all the fishes in the sea
Thеy're all a bunch of cantankerous cancer-causin'
carcinogеnic S.O.B.'s
It's like them apocalyptic folks off the newer Mad Max
Monsanto Clause delivered all the cancer in your ass

[Verse 2]
                    | C F |
| - C | -  G6 | C F | - C |
| - - | G6 F  | C

But its from the purple ketchup,
the BPA's and microplastics
Just hope it don't go metastatic
It's meaner than the meanest,
meaner than the rumors
It's your own personalized "Bam! Pizza Hut",
home-grown little tumor
Take it

[Solo 1]
                 F | - C |
| - G6 | - F | C F | -

It'll make an atheist plead with God

[Verse 3]
                       C |
| - G6 | - F | C

Hardcore bumper sticker Christian give up
Monsanto Clause is checkin' his list and the cancer don't
give a fuck

[Solo 2]
                 F | - C |
| - G6 | - F |

[Outro]
                    | C - - - | - - G6 - |
| - - - - | - - F - | - - C - | - - G6 - |
| - - - - | - - F - | - C - - |

Cancer of the head, shoulders, knees,
and toes
I wish I had the patent on the cancer screenin'
I'd be a printin' cancer dough
Cancer is as lucrative a business as a war
So if you ain't expecting peace,
then why expect a cure?

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