Impending Halfhead Lyrics

IMPENDING HALFHEAD - propagandhi
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Legend:
pm... - Palm mute
x - Dead note
~ - Let ring
% - Rest
/ - Slide up
\ - Slide down
h - Hammer on
(x) - Note tied over from previous bar
A#/A/A#... pattern). But is there a better thing to do at 1 am? I think not.
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Chords Used:
Intro (0:00-0:04):
Verse (0:04-0:14):
He had a stack of dimes for a dink that he kept hidden from his young tormentors.
She crapped in her pants and when it started to stink they laughed her up a
railing high above the river.
Chorus (0:14-0:23):
pm . . .
A goddamn beige curse. She couldn't imagine worse.
pm . . .
She was once known for her art. Not anymore!
Verse (0:23-0:32):
His mom caught him jerking when she came home from work and it drove him to
stick needles in his arm.
She gave one blow-job in the back of a van and the clap quickly spread
across her lips.
Chorus (0:32-0:41):
pm . . .
Oh fuck! There's a fucking curse! She couldn't imagine worse.
pm . . .
They thought she was such a nice kid... not anymore!
Interlude (0:41-1:00):
A bumpy road for thimble dicks and pube-less dweebs. You with the natural
perm!
The brown tooth, bald-spot, the bottle-glass puds. (Fucking halfhead.)
Boneracked spazzes with limp handshakes, zit cream ordered by mail.
No-boobed girls, man-boobed boys. His mom picks his clothes and SHE
smells like PEE!
Outro (1:00-1:14):
These are the mean streets. Don't kill yourself yet.
Adulthood's worse. Don't kill yourself at all. Yet.