Standard Tuning
(B7: 224242)
G# C# Fm
Hey little Batty Boy don’t be discreet
There should be love out in the street
Don’t pay attention to those people you meet
D# D#7
‘cept to bring ‘em down when November sweeps in
G# C# Fm
Tyler is the boy who the bullies had picked
Not too many buddies and a backpack too big
Tyler ran home at the end of his rope
Tied it to his neck cuz he couldn’t cope
D# D#7
No more
C# A#m C7
It could all pass us by so fast
What’s with all the judgment of this skin
Save your concern for the shoes you’re in
G# C# Fm A#m
G# C# Fm
G# C# Fm
Betty is the girl who would rather climb trees
She was born running, had cuts on her feet
But mommy wanted makeup and a Calendar Girl
D# D#7
Now she’s runnin’ to preserve her own world
C# A#m C7
It could all pass us by so fast
What’s with all the judgment of this skin
D# D#7
Save your concern for the shoes you’re in
G# C# Fm
Hey little Batty Boy don’t be discreet
There should be love out in the street
Don’t pay no attention to dose people you meet
D# D#7
‘cept to bring ‘em down when November sweeps in
C# A#m C7
It could all pass us by so fast
What’s with all the judgment of this skin
D# D#7
Save your concern for the shoes you’re in
G# C# Fm
I don’t know where you get off
Telling us what’s up
I don’t know where you get off
Telling us what’s up
I don’t know where you get off
Telling us what’s up
A#m
And I
C7
I think we’ve had enough
A#m
I know we’ve had it rough
C7
I think we’ve had enough
A#m
I know we’ve had it rough
C7
I think we’ve had enough
A#m
I know we’ve had it rough
C7
I think we’ve had enough
Em