Say Anything – John Mcclane chords

[Verse 1]
C         AmTiny man, chubby man
  F                   GA trembling, scruffy, lazy man
C                 AmSculpting with my puffy hands
   F          GAn idol to my pride's demands
C          Am         F         GTonight, a need to be redeemed
    C      Am             FI'm in the nude, inhaling ice cream
GTalking to my dogs

[Pre-Chorus]
Am            FSee something I can believe in
C             GIt's just the jolt that I'm needing
Am          FChew at the seam of this fracture
C             GIt's just the freedom I'm after
Am             FOne night I'll fail to remember
C         GOne night apart from my gender
Am         FNo phallic need for ambition
F       GHelp me escape from this kitchen

[Chorus]
F       C              GOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    F           C              GI'm wasted, I'm wasted, I'm wasted, I'm wasted
F       C              GOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    F           C            GI'm wasted, I'm wasted, I taste it

[Verse 2]
C          AmTiny mind, tiny mind
F               GSomeone flog my tiny mind
C            AmInternet has humped me blind
 F                    G"I think I smoked too much this time!"
C       Am                   F     GI hear the call of something pure
C      Am         F      GLuring me out of my door
GSo I'm headed out now

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Am       FInto the throb of no-culture
C        GInto the wreckage of altars
Am         FAn altered state, and an ending
C         GNo petty, putrid pretending
Am         FLet's band together and belt it
C          GOut to the marrow, they melted
Am           FYou've got a finger, now use it
F        GNo need for ambivalent music

[Chorus]
F       C              GOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    F           C              GI'm wasted, I'm wasted, I'm wasted, I'm wasted
F       C              GOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    F           C            GI taste it, I taste it, I taste it. I taste it

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[Outro]
N.CAnd she said
             F             C      G"You rode my tongue like a tab of poison
F         C            GI'm gonna wake with an anvil brain
F          C             GAnd if you want, stumble home with me, boy
F           C              GI'll be the Ripley to your John McClane, oh God
F     C      GAmnesia is a revelation
F          C            GI chew the root and the White House burns
F         C           GAnd as my eyes tumble back in my head
F        C          F          C          GMy fate erupts, and my insides churn you out"