Sell Out ukulele

Sell Out

• C

C 
Who the hell have i been kidding? 
Am 
I sold my soul to the corporation, 
C 
They know me better than I know myself, 
Am 
I better shut it up, i better shut this up, 
C 
You got a problem with the way i think, 
Am 
I got a problem with the way you think 
              C 
that you can program me like a damned machine 
          Am 
I'm gonna take a stand and say fuck this scene. 

C                              Am 
I'm sick of imagery instead of artistry, 
C                             Am 
I'm sick of apathy instead of harmony, 
C 
I'm sick of poets working part time jobs, 
Am 
While pissy people pick and choose the stars, 
C                                Am 
I know that i should be the last one to speak 
       C                                  Am 
about this but even sellouts have they're dreams, 
              C 
Set the music free, 

C                 Am 
Ba da da da da da, da da da da da 
C                  Am 
Ba da da da da, a da da da da whoa aho oh 

C                             Am 
what the hell was i trying to prove? 
                             C 
ran away so young now on the move, 

like a vandal i wear my mask, 
Am                                          C 
So all you punks back home you can kiss my ass, 
                                           Am 
cause' a gotta feeling deep down inside my soul, 
                                       C 
that's taken three whole years to gain control, 
                 Am 
And i ain't never, no never, no, never, no never, no never, 
        C 
coming home, 

C                  Am 
ba da da da da da, da da da da da da da da 
C  Am 
ba da da da da da da da da whoa aho oh  

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