Plastic Jesus Fall Line Spring Wind by Jack Johnson
Key: DD | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


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Intro: D
D 
I don't care if it rains or freezes  
G 
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus  
D 	 	 	        A 
sitting on the dashboard of my car  
D 
it comes in colors pink and pleasant  
G 
it glows in the dark cause its iridescent  
D                       A           D 
I'll take it with me whenever I go far  
D 
so give me my lady Madonna  
G 
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a  
D                     A 
pedestal of abalone shells  
D 
driving 90 but I'm not scared  
G 
because I've got my Virgin Mary  
D                       A            D 
assuring me that I will never go to hell 
D
D 
And by the way You know that  
D 
hope will make you strange  
D 
Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink
D                  G 
It will make you afraid of change 
G  
And often blame  
G 
The box with the view of the world  
                              D 
And the walls that fill the frame  
D 
I turn it up  
D 
but then I turn it off  
D 
Because I can't stand when they start to talk
            G 
About the hurting and killing  
G 
Whose shoes are we filling  
G 
The damage and ruin  
G 
Man, the things that we're doing  
      D 
Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off  
D 
We gotta rewind  
D 
and start it up again  
Riff (A)
because we fell across the fall line
                         G
ain't there nothing sacred anymore
 
G              D 
Nana nana nana na 
G, D, G, D, G, D 
 
D 
Somebody saw him jump  
D
But nobody saw him slip  
D
I guess he lost a lot of hope  
D
And then he lost his grip  
           G 
Now he's lying in the freeway  
G
In the middle of this mess  
G
Guess we lost another one  
G
Just like the other one  
D 
Optimistic hypocrite  
D
That didn't have the nerve to quit  
D
The things that kept him wanting more  
D
Until he finally reached the core  
Riff (A)
he fell across the fall line
                                G
ain't there nothing sacred anymore
Riff (A)
we fell across the fall line
                                G
ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
 
G              D 
Nana nana nana na 
 
G, D, G, D 
 
G              D 
Nana nana nana na 
 
G       D                   G 
All my friends are getting older, 
A                 Bm 
I guess I must be too. 
                        G 
Without their love and kindness 
A 
I don't want I'll do 
    G                      D 
Oh the wine bottle's half empty 
A                     Bm 
The money's all been spent 
                            G 
We're a cross between our parents 
      A 
And hippies in a tent. 
 
     G                      D 
Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird 
A                 Bm 
It's just another day 
                G       A            D 
Spring blew my list of things to do away. 
 
G, D, G, D 
 
G      D               G 
In a mucked up lovely river 
A                   Bm 
I cast my my little fly 
                                G 
But I look at that river and I smell it and  
    A 
it makes me want to cry, Oh 
G                    D 
To clean our dirty planet 
A                    Bm 
Now there1s a noble wish 
                        G 
Now I putting shoulder to the wheel 
A  
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh 
 G                      D 
Love calls just like a wild bird 
A                 Bm 
It's just another day 
                G        A           D 
Spring blew my list of things to do away