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