The Kids Aren't Alright ukulele

The Kids Aren't Alright

• F#

Intro: F# B D#m B 

F# 
Stuck in the jet wash 
      B 
Bad trip I couldn't get off 
            D#m 
And maybe I bit off more than I could chew 
        B 
And overhead of the aqua blue 

               F# 
Fall to your knees bring on the rapture 
                B 
Blessed be the boys time can't capture 
     D#m 
On film or between the sheets 
                         B 
I always fall from your window to the pitch black streets 

              B 
And with the black banners raised 
        D#m 
As the crooked smiles fade 
B                  D#m 
Former heroes who quit too late 
B                       D#m         C# 
Just wanna fill up the trophy case again 

Chorus: 
            F#                  B 
And in the end, I'd do it all again 
                         D#m 
I think you're my best friend 
                         B 
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright 
         F#                      B 
I'll be yours, when it rains it pours 
                     D#m 
Stay thirsty I'll be fine 
                         B 
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright 

          F# 
I'm not passive but aggressive 
       B 
Take note, it's not impressive 
            D#m 
Empty your sadness like you're dumping your purse 
                B 
On my bedroom floor, we put your curse in reverse 

          F# 
And it's our time now if you want to to be 
          B 
More the war like the carnival bears set free 
         D#m 
And your love is anemic and I can't believe 
      B 
That you couldn't see it coming from me 

    B                 D#m 
And I still feel that rush in my veins 
    B                     D#m 
It twists my head just a bit too thin 
            B                       D#m                  C# 
All those people in those old photographs I've seen are dead 

Chorus 

         D#m                      F#                      B 
And sometimes I just want to sit around, and gaze at my shoes yeah 
                     D#m           F#                 B 
And let your dirty sadness fill me up, just like a balloon 

Chorus  

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