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