Sod In The Seed Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D]His hooves in dirt pound
And [G]eat up ground
He can[Bm]not remain bound
When the [D]trumpets sound
Let's review some re[Bm]cent facts
[D]I make d[Bm]ecent cash, I'm a minor star
And [A]we can't last if she
don't drive a hybrid car
I scribble vap[F#m]id raps
on your flyer backs
The word [G]is I purchased
a refurbished Mac G4
Pull up to [Bm]critical mass in
a gas- guzzling Ford
Just to [A]ask you when next your
rock outfit performs
Before you tell me [F#m]the fact,
I'm down the road yelling back
Please [G]post it on the Whole
Foods bulletin board
I'd earn a [Bm]lick of respect
in slum art for sure
But I [A]threw out my lumbar
picking up checks
I'm so [D]numb, [F#m]Lord, yes,
despite how I'm blessed
I'm [G]destined to end up
a slum lord depressed
Come [Bm]by, poorly dressed,
your address on the first
Hum something [A]under my breath that
half resembles some words
And like a bird in [F#m]a suit
cut for a brutish bear
Back [G]out of there bowing
[D]like a Jew [G]in prayer
I'll [D]never [G]shirk this [Bm]first world [D]curse
A steady [G]hurt and a sturdy
[Bm]purs[G]e[D]
[Bm]A small dark bard,
I'll give an inch to start
Then [A]leave you home dreaming
of the whole nine yards
[F#m]Leave you home dreaming,
believing that you'd seen me
[G]Loose skin breathing [D]like a cathed
[G]ral at evening
[Bm]Screaming like a demon in
the Garden of Eden
[A]Missing what parts that a
stork in its beak brings
But even [F#m]what an evil man
thinks is really pink
And on his [G]insides,
doesn't mean you shouldn't pull his card out
So [Bm]what if a man blinks in Morse code while he
sings if he sings his [A]heart out?
Everybody's gotta get paid
I'd say "far [F#m]out, no way"
Frankly, I'd be amazed
But a [G]patriot would save the day
Make the hitch, help C.I.A
[Bm]What's bad, what's good
A complicated man is [A]misunderstood,
even to himself
Acutely [F#m]unaware what's in
a shallow breath of air
And [Bm]long [G]exhale of something else
[D][G][Bm][D]
[G][Bm][D]
Two sips, [Bm]instant drip, Sanka [F#m]mud
New corpus publi[A]cist, thanks ya bud
As hundred bucks [F#m]worth
of wordy blogger thugs
Come [D]forth [G]forthwith to
four [D]season[G]s aflood
To [Bm]morbidly orbit your toilet like
[A]hornets abuzz
Forming [F#m]above like [A]buzzards in love
When you [F#m]first wake up,
spitting sick from the gut
[G]And shitting black blood at six
Then you wonder why I'm [Bm]high up,
sitting, yup
The blundering braggart
From a [A]covered wagon spitting
under the vagrants in gutters
What, does it make me [F#m]evil?
Am I a feeble deranged fuck?
Cause Jesus [G]would and I would not
drive the needle exchange truck?
Well if I'm [Bm]out of luck,
I'm still pitching notes through this throat
Pissing [A]fears and hopes through
the ears of folks listening
No matter [F#m]what,
batter up enough of this nonsense
You can [G]gather up the contents of the
catcher's cup and [A]suck
You [Bm]kneel and squint your eyes and cup
your hands against the window
[A]Just to see who rides,
to get a glimpse inside the limo
[F#m]Have some self- respect and
exercise some tact
While [G]I supply the info that you lack
One must pay the [Bm]frat fee to enjoy
the fat- free snacks
Stripper[A]s, roofies, and six- packs,
and groupies with big breasts
Sending out [F#m]mass texts asking who's next
To [G]get his lance waxed in
the wickedest sex acts
Step [Bm]back from the stretch,
mack, and mind the gap
With [A]all due respect sir,
there's a limited cap
You'll need a ticket to [F#m]kick it in the back
Of this [G]rented, tinted- out black Cadillac
But I can tell by [Bm]your polo slacks,
Sebagos, and blank stare
You're [A]good for the total package
and game to be back there
But who am I to [F#m]judge a man's
heart by his yacht wear?
And it [G]scares me to death, yes,
that I'm starting to not [D]care[G][Bm][D][G]
[D]
Good and evil's often
neither strength or flaw
But sod in the seed of what you are
A filthy silt stashed in a white silk sash
Or a doula dove smashed
in an airplane crash
You'll [D]never [G]shirk this
[Bm]first [G]world [D]curse
A steady [G]hurt and a [Bm]sturdy [G]pur[D]se
A steady hurt and a sturdy purse