Busted Gut Chords - Suitcase Junket

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Intro

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Verse 1

D Got a busted gut, I can't feel a thing G D Busted gut, I can't feel a thing A G Phone keeps ringin' but the birds stop singin, there's a reason I believe in the dreams and the visions E A Are better than the screens, that scroll by fishin for A Another reason to get mad

Verse 2

D But a busted gut, I can't feel a thing G D Busted gut, I can't feel a thing A G Old man yellin' at the TV station, what the hell happened to the imagination E A Pickin' on pills, in extreme aggitation A You got a reason to get mad

Chorus

D With a busted gut, I can't feel a thing G D Busted gut, I can't feel a thing A D The world is a cushion, me I play the pin

Verse 3

D Got a busted gut, I can't feel a thing G D Busted gut, I can't feel a thing A G Beauty parade and a false front of humor, there's baby in the world with a new kind of tumor E A And it gets so hot, man I hate it when it's humid A That ain't a reason to get mad

Chorus

D With a busted gut, I can't feel a thing G D Busted gut, I can't feel a thing A D World is a cushion, me I'm just a pin A D Yeah the world is a cushion, me I'm just a pin A D Yeah the world is a cushion, me I'm just a pin A D Life is a tonic, guess I'll have a gin Vocal solo D D G D A D | x Dead note | h Hammer-on | b Bend | / Slide up