Hooray For Me

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                    HOORAY FOR ME - Bad Religion
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By Gerd Thienel: gerthienel@metronet.de 

[Intro] 
E Dis Cis B E Fis 

B Cis 
I Can See My Teenage Father Standing Straight On A Desolate Corner 
Dis E 
In The Shadow Of Tentacled Towers By The Red Light Of America. 
B Cis Dis Fis 
I Imagine How His Mother Felt When She Heard That Her Husband Was Dying. 

B Cis Dis 
And The Underground Heroes Of The Tarmac Shooting Smack Were Blowing Up 
Worlds 
E 
And Damned Out Loud. 
B Cis Fis 
Hey, Can You Tell Me How Does It Feel ? 

E B Fis B 
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Doing Anything That You 
Don’t Have To ? 
E B Fis 
Well That’s What I’m Accustomed To, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You ! 

B Cis 
When I Slept With Stony Faces On The Riverbank, 
Dis E 
My Angeldevil Reveler Shook Me Desperately In Dying. 
B Cis Fis 
I Don’t Exactly Want To Apologize For Anything. 

B Cis Dis E B 
And Now We’re All Mad And Tangled In Secret Rooms With Roman Candles 
Cis Fis 
On An Endless Graveyard Train. 

E B Fis B 
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Doing Anything Just 
’Cus You Want To ? 
E B Fis 
Well That’s Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me... And Fuck You ! 

E B Fis B 
Yeah, I Was Dreaming Through The Howzlife, Yawning, Car Black In The Night 
E B Fis 
She Told Me Mad And Meaningless As Ever 
E B Fis B 
And A Song Came On My Radio Like A Cemetry Rhyme 
E B Fis 
For A Million Crying Corpses In Their Tragedy Of Respectable Existence. 

E B Fis B 
Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Trying Half The Things You Ever 
Wanted To ? 
E B Fis 
Well That’s Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me... 

E B Fis 
Oh Yeah... I’m Not Respactable, And Never Sensible, I’ve Been Incredible 
B E B Fis 
So Damned Irascible, I Like The Things I Do, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You ! 

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