CF
When you came into the Pod
CG
You told me that something was wrong
FC
Said you wasn't having no more fun
FC
And you want to lick the sun
FC
Couldn't say it was any fun
BbG
Oh duuuuuuuuude
G (hold it)
CF
Now you're on the couch
CG
You can't even move your fucking head
FC
Tell me that you wish you was dead
FC
Dude I really don't wish you was dead
FC
Better stay in your sweaty mucus bed
BbG
Oh duuuuuuuuude
G (hold it)
CF
Can't have a smoke
CG
Can't even enjoy a little brew
FC
What the hell's my buggy gonna do?
FC
Can't even pet the horses in the zoo
FC
Little miss Bandy's in this too
BbG
Oh duuuuuuuuude
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.