G#m Put this down for the record It’s more or less un-checkered Wasted days and wasted nights Made me a fucking beggar F# G No soul, my milk is curdled, G#m B D# I'm the burger-meister of purgatory Look out for that hot plate Guess that’s all you got, great You put the cock in cocktail, man Well I put the tail in WAIT! Watch me walk Blowtorch a hole in the armor And I don’t need the tip Chorus: G#m F# B A# C#m I’m in love with your daughter, D#m G#m F# And though she has no need. B D#m G#m F# I'm the one who's got some trotters, C# F# B You've many mouths to feed. B F# Indie Cindy, G#m E Be in love with me. B F# G#m E I beg for you to carry me. Mixed messages from Sir Naff Please authenticate Just to be sure that you’re a sap Set for stun automatica Crap is their operative Locomotive of the longest death There goes Indie Cindy whose Sails were black when it was windy We offed ourselves in a lover’s pact We threw ourselves into the sea Well looksie what the wind washed back As we follow the bouncing ball They call this dance the washed up crawl I am in love with your daughter And though she has no need I’m the one who’s got some trotters You’ve many mouths to feed - x2 Chorus - x3 B F# G#m E G#m I beg for you to carry me. B F# G#m E B I beg for you to carry me. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C# C#m D# D#m E F# G G#m B |