B                              Eb
Heard you moved to California where they bounce not jiggle

E                           F#
Changed denominations from hellfire to episcopal

     B                     Eb                  E                         F#
they say you mellowed out,    dried out like a raisin in the California sun

             B                         Eb
Where's that boozed up kimchi-smelling doe-eyed viking

 E                           F#
all self-flagellating, don't tell me that he died

      B                           Eb
don't tell me that the well's run dry,

                      E                           F#
tears'll pour from my eyes and fill it right back up

         B                      D              A           E
and I'll double-fist a pre-game aperitif in my overrunneth cup

B F# E 4x

B                                    Eb
Good things come to those who go and do bad things

E                               F
money comes to those who always wheel when they deal

         B                          Eb
one's no good without the other, so stop the wheel spinning and

   E                            F#  
go swerve into a swinger as she swings her purse hit her and

B      D
run~,  off into the bloated

A                       E                   B
Pacific Ocean supernova death knell setting sun

    D             E                   B
and you, have got nothing to hold you down,

    D             E                   B
and you, have got no one to bring you down,

            E              F#                  B
and now~~~, you've started over in a brand new town

                  E         F#         
like a soft shell crab, new barnacles are waiting to

B     A   E   
weigh you down

G A E