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Drones - Oh My tab

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E
People are a waste of food

       G#m
You'll never hear the end

       E
They're only ever happy

       G#m
When they're burying their friends

          A    A    A
And they take take take

                       E
But they never take a hint

    F#m
The ice caps getting skinny

              A
Still they're not concerned

                  E
They're very near extinct

People are a waste of food

    G#m
The end is nearly nigh

        E
They've always said the sky would fall

     G#m
Now it is you have to wonder why

               A    A    A
You want to shrink your stinky footprint?

               E
Get your tubes tied

   F#m
Or even better yet

    A
Go commit suicide

                          E
They can't say you didn't try

    C#m       G#m
And oh------- my,

       D
Well i hear the sound of horses' hooves

         A
Come the middle of the night

    C#m       G#m
And oh------- my,

    D
Its time to get your gun license


I see four horsemen riding through

  E
A cold and endless night

If money is the root of evil

        G#m
Fear of death is worse

     E
This mortal coil is not a test

    G#m
And you can't hide in a purse

               A    A    A                 E
So don't go casting no dispersions in the street

           F#m
'Cause the half the world that starves

               A
Will know the half you're in

                    E
Does not deserve to eat

    C#m       G#m
And oh------- my,

       D
Well i hear the sound of horses' hooves

     A
Come the middle of the night


    C#m       G#m
And oh------- my,

     D
It's time to get your gun license


I see four horsemen riding through

  E
A cold and endless night

People are a waste of food

      G#m
Don't bother learning Chinese

      E
Thou shalt find oneself perturbed

    G#m
By less verbose calamities

                 A    A    A
Just get some Heinz baked beans,

             E
A 12 gauge, bandolier and tinned dog food

      F#m
We'll eat your dog, bury our dead

       A
Or eat them instead

                      E
That's entirely up to you

    C#m       G#m
And oh------- my,

  D                                        A
I hear the sound of unshod hooves come the middle of the night

    C#m       G#m
And oh------- Why,

           D
Well, from now on 'til your grandkids finally get what you deserve


I'm going to be stuck here with you wookies


Eating fortune cookies

               E
Until my guts churn



I think this is pretty right. There may be an alternative to the F#m. If there is 
it with another tab.
Thanks Tim
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