Intro: Dm Eb Dm Eb
Dm Eb
I know many who are worse off than you
Dm
But you stick to your fuck-ups like they're made out of glue
A# Eb Dm
Little dysfunk you, now what you gonna do?
Eb
Your eyes are watery, your mouth made for joy
Dm A#
Always quoting Morrisey but did you ever do it with a boy?
Dm
I've got a mouth for joy
Bm A
And I can take you on, I can take you on
G
I'll be your next-door neighbour, your mother and your savior
Bm A
I can take you on, I can take you on
G
I'll be the murder on the Rue Morgue you're trying to solve
F Dm
Oh, I can't wait too long, I can't wait too long
Am
Hear me calling out for you, calling out for you
F Dm
Please don't wait too long, please don't wait too long
Am
Make me crazy
G A#
Hearing you go on about the "so much for bleached nostalgia.."
Same as Intro: Dm Eb Dm Eb
Dm Eb
You're not afraid of pain, I know what you did
Dm A#
But now the question is, do you really dare to live?
Dm
Hey pretty dysfunk kid
Dm
It's better to be bitter than to seem like a fool
Eb Dm
You say and hide behind your beer-glass
A#
But I'm not so impressed by your dysfunk moves
Dm
'Cause I'm a dysfunk too
Bm A
But I can take you on, I can take you on
G
I'll be your next-door neighbour, your mother and your savior
Bm A
I can take you on, I can take you on
G
I'll be the murder on the Rue Morgue you're trying to solve
F Dm
Oh, I can't wait too long, I can't wait too long
Am
Hear me calling out for you, calling out for you
F Dm
Please don't wait too long, please don't wait too long
Am
Make me crazy
G A#
Hearing you go on about the "so much for bleached nostalgia.."
F Dm
Oh nananana nananana
Am
Calling out for you, calling out for you
F Dm
Oh nananana nananana
Am
Calling out for you, calling out for you
F Dm Am
Nananana nananana
F Dm Am
Nananana nananana
F Dm Am
Nananana nananana
F Dm Am
Nananana nananana
G A#
Oh, "so much for bleached nostalgia.."
Dm
Little dysfunk you