Mo Troper - No More Happy Songs

                [Verse 1]
B       F         B             G
I can't complain, life's such a gas (?)
B           Bm                 F7             F
When you're born with a silver spoon up your ass
B                                                   B
The former home-schooled kids flounce (?) like they were Christians
Fm                     Cb       F                 B
They'd sooner die than shoplift Whole Foods supplements


[Instrumental]
B       Bmaj7   B7


[Chorus]
Fm                          F7
And I don't mean to condescend
                         B                   Bm
But I don't care who you are or where you've been
             Fm              F      B       Bmaj7   B7
I can't even bring myself to pretend
              Fm                 F7
They've never suffered for their art
                 B              Bm
It's got all the depth of a wet fart
     Fm          Cb    F
With none of the solid parts


[Interlude]
B     F     B     G
B     Bm    F7    F


[Verse 2]
B                                  B
I would never want to cause anyone pain
Fm                     Cb       F                 B
But I swear it would certainly set them straight


[Instrumental]
B       Bmaj7   B7


[Chorus]
            Fm           F
And I don't mean to patronize
            B                    Bm
But I don't care about your bona fides
    Fm                 Cb  F     B       Bmaj7   B7 
You aren't rich enough to idolize
               Fm                 F
And I'd sooner die than kiss that ring
        B               Bm
Of your bargain pinhead king
        Fm           Cb   F                B       Bmaj7   B7
No more happy songs, It's just not my thing


[Outro]
                     Fm                    F7
Is it that I have no friends left to speak of?
                Bm   B7            Bm
Or that I don't fuck with imagined love (?)
        Fm                Cb  F
No more happy songs, I've had enough