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