Fucking Folk ukulele

Fucking Folk

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(C) 
So you think you're fuckin folk 
(F) 
well I don't think you know the ropes 
(F) (G) (C) 
you put some flannel on and you can sing the blues 
(C) (F) 
you think you know the sounds that the tracks make on the ground 
(F) (G) (C) 
well whens the last time last train last way to get around? 
(F) 
Michigan to kansas city 
(C)) 
new york isn't always pretty 
(F) (G) (C) 
when you don't got a roof over your head 
(F) 
what would you know about the sound 
(C) 
of hunger without breaking down 
(F) (G) (C) 
what would you know about that anyhow? 

So you think your fuckin folk 
well I don't think you know the ropes 
put some flannel on and you can sing the blues 
overprivileged underwhelmed 
racist classist dramatic selves 
your homophobia don't sit with me well 
it ain't all rainbows and it all just black flags 
sometimes its just let live day to day 
it ain't all white knights on horses 
sometimes its just going away

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