Walk The Lord

D Used to play strings till my fingers would bleed D G It didn't bother me when the red stuff dripped on the bus stop seat D People stopped and stared at me D "What is the matter, kid, who do you blame? D To be playing the same two chords all day, G maybe you should take a walk. D Get some inspiration before you play." Bm G I don't know what you're getting at D I can play a third chord Bm G D Now drop some other fucking change in my hat D What I really needed, the strangers could never give D I need another apple so I can live G Spend months by myself D Looking like someone else D Sittin' by a fire that I stoke with the best D of Ren and Stimpy on vhs G I've got the orange ones D They burn brighter than the other ones Bm G And I don't know what you're getting at D I can play a third chord, now drop some, now drop some- Bm G Now drop some change in my hat D Say a prayer, walk the lord Bm G I don't know what you're getting at D I can play a third chord Bm G Now drop some change in my hat D Say a prayer, walk the lord D G D G D G D G