Verse
C#
We never tired
A#m G# C#
Stood and fought the EF-10 chains and meadows
A#m G#
We cut a sector and the district punched us out
C#
Confuse the choir
A#m G# C#
Bought a shotgun which we trained on Tuscaloosa
A#m G#
And opened fire 'cause we were born into a cult
[Chorus]
F#maj7 G# A#m F#maj7
Let the trembling palm of my hand
G# A#m F#maj7 G# A#m
And the backhanded compliments land on your tan lines
F#maj7 G# F#maj7
Oh, your tan lines flow out
G# A#m F#maj7
Like petroleum caught in our glands
G# A#m F#maj7
All our teeth falling out, oh my God
G# A#m
Your tan lines
F#maj7 G# A#m
Oh, your tan lines
[Post-Chorus]
C# A#m G#
C# A#m G#
[Verse]
C#
I was feeling worse
A#m G# C#
Declaring amnesty, keeping heads together
A#m G#
Asylum seekers in a laundromat at night
C#
We're holding court
A#m G# C#
Kept a catchment on display against the weather
A#m G#
A# subtle ploy to keep the deal intact at the US rate
[Chorus]
F#maj7 G# A#m F#maj7
Let the trembling palm of my hand
G# A#m F#maj7 G# A#m
And the backhanded compliments stand on your landmines
F#maj7 G# F#maj7
Oh, your landmines glow out
G# A#m F#maj7
Like petroleum caught in our glands
G# A#m F#maj7
All our teeth falling out, oh my God
G# A#m
Your tan lines
F#maj7 G#
Oh, your tan lines
[Post-Chorus]
C# A#m G#
C# A#m G#
[Outro]
C#
Oh, your tan lines glow
(x12)