My Name Is Mathias ukulele

My Name Is Mathias

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Fm                             Bbm         Fm
Well, my name is Mathias and I came to say this:
Fm                              C       C7      
I've got a big bushy beard and kissable lips
      Fm                     Bbm
And I carry all my fat in my ass and my hips
        C             C7          Fm
And the rest of me is skinny as a stick


Fm                             Bbm            Fm
In the sixties, my mom was thin and mini-skirted
Fm                                C           C7
She was raised as a Catholic, but then she converted
            Fm                           Bbm
Because she loved my dad's religion; she loved him, too
    C                C7     Fm
And that's how I was born a Jew


Fm                               Bbm   Fm
They lived and went to school in Buffalo
Fm                          C       C7
But my dad decided that they had to go
            Fm                       Bbm
Because the Vietnam War would not be good for his health
    C                C7         Fm      
And that's how I was born in the Commonwealth


CHORUS
            Ab                       Eb
Where we're born and when we die, we can't control that
    Fm                 C          C7
And life in between is war and combat
          Bbm                        Fm
There are targets you can shoot for, mines to circumvent, 
     C          C7     Fm
but, most of life is an accident.


Fm                               Bbm         Fm
I've spent time in Peterborough, and in Winnipeg
                       C               C7
And leaving is living: just use your legs
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'Cause everywhere is nice if you drink enough beer
   C             C7        Fm
So some days I'm there, and some days I'm here.


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And it's not about sowing my wild oats or whatever
  Fm                                 C               C7
I sowed my oats when I was young and I thought i was clever
       Fm                     Bbm                
And my oats all rotted in the field where they lay
        C            C7               Fm
And I'm oat-less and unemployed these days.


Fm                     Bbm       Fm
So I have a ukulele, I have a guitar
  Fm                          C        C7
But I don't have a house or a kid or a car
            Fm                  Bbm                
I'd like to keep it that way as long as I can
    C                  C7            Fm
But you know what they say about the best laid plans.


CHORUS
            Ab                       Eb
Where we're born and when we die, we can't control that
    Fm                 C          C7
And life in between is war and combat
          Bbm                        Fm
There are targets you can shoot for, mines to circumvent, 
     C          C7     Fm
but, most of life is an accident.


Fm                           Bbm            Fm
And an accident is something that you don't plan
  Fm                            C           C7
Like the Y chromozome between a woman and a man
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One day I might get hit by a bus or get cancer
    C               C7      Fm (or just stay on C7)
But right now all I am is a fabulous dancer


Fm                               Bbm         Fm
So dance with me, baby! Put your hands on my hips
  Fm                   C         C7
Kiss my aforementioned kissable lips
    Fm           Bbm                
Wherever we are, that's where we're at
   C           C7        Fm
My name is Mathias and I came to say that.

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