Darby Crashing Your Party

| F#m | F#m | D | D | A | A | E | E | F#m D Banned from the bar and barred from the club A Then clubbed by the cops for copping some drugs E Then drug down the street by his self-abuse F#m D A candy-man hanging from a self-tied nooseance in public with panties and bra, he's A E Not like the Beaver of Harriet and Ozzys F#m D He's the bastard son of the Colonel Kurtz A E Lucille Ball-buster, crystal m-Ethel Mertz F#m I wasn't born this way, I was raised D A Not by wolves but by Jews I was guilted and hazed E A middle class clown waging lower class war F#m A Beverly hillbilly peeled off the floor D The erratic irreverent reverend that wreaks A Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks E I'm not the first, I'm your last second shot F#m A film about grave robbing without a plot D A Throwing a party? I'll darby crash it E F#m My Captain Sensibilities tells me to smash it D A I am the shit smeared in your pillowcase E F#m I'm not the texting, I'm the upper case D Ranting and cursing, he sings in the third person and then A E I'll catch myself and start singing about me again F#m Because of your harelip I shaved your mustache D Your Donner party has just been darby crashed A I'm anti-Christ, the unoriginal sin E The ten months of relevant Johnny Rotten F#m D A I am the victim in victimless crimes E F#m Painting the town red between the lines D A Losing is delightful when you always win E F#m A5 That's why I push my chips GG Allin | G#5 A5 | F#m A5 | G#5 A5 | F#m |