Stand By Your Manatee

G A# G F F# G A# G F F# G A# G F F# This one time, G A# G F F# I was running through the fields G A# G F F# When I came across a dead guy G A# G F F# With a letter in his hand, G A# G F F# So I scanned it, G A# G F F# And though the grammar was okay, G A# G F F# There was such a lack of purpose G That it was difficult to care, but anyway A# C# F# D G Hidden in the mess of letters lies the awful truth, A# A G Yeah, that Emma's mum and dad use plastic forks. A# C# F# D G Yeah, nothing in this world can take her common shame away, A# A Yeah, 'cause Emma's mum and dad use plastic forks. G A# G F F# G A# G F F# G A# G F F# The next day (about ten o'clock) G A# G F F# It was playing on my mind (well, I say it was) G A# G F F# So I edited it for context (good job) G Till there was nothing fit to print, but anyway A# C# F# D G Hidden in the mess of letters lies the awful truth, A# A G Yeah, that Emma's mum and dad use plastic forks. A# C# F# D G Woah, but nothing in this world can take her common shame away, A# A Yeah, 'cause Emma's mum and dad use plastic forks. G G G G Maybe it's an old cliche, but sometimes things are better left expected. G G You let your manatee down and then you drown: that's just the way with nature. G G I've been here once or twice before with better hair, and let me tell you, G G G Only the good die young, except for when they don't, it's not exactly fair. A# A# A Ab G Yeah yeah yeah yeah, it'll never be a kingdom's share. A# A# A Ab G Yeah yeah yeah yeah, it'll never be a kingdom's share. A# A# A Ab G Yeah yeah yeah yeah, it'll never be a kingdom's share. A# A# A Ab G Yeah yeah yeah yeah, it'll never be a kingdom's share.