Intro C Bb Gm F verse 1 Am Bb I love hanging out with Grandpa Gm F Listening to stories about the war C Gm We drink lemonade, and laugh away the day Bb F So many memories to explore Am Bb I cherish every moment Gm F Cos one day he'll be gone I suppose C Gm I spend time with him today why I hear you say Bb Am Bb Gm F Cos I know that when he's gone I'll get his clothes verse 2 Am Bb He's got this wicked jacket Gm F With cool pockets on the chest C Gm I'll get it for my own Bb F When his body is laid to rest Am Bb I'll turn his war medals into badges Gm F And sell them at the market C Gm You've lived for ninety years Bb F Grandpa hurry up and cark it
[Refrão]
C Bb I'll be the King of the Hipsters Gm F Wearing a dead man's clothes C Bb I'll be the King of the Hipsters Gm F When that old man finally goes verse 3 Am Bb Take your new vintage clothing Gm F Ride your fixie bike straight to hell C Gm You'll marvel at my Penny Farthing Bb F And my ironic old man smell Am Bb It's a constant fashion struggle Gm F Keeping up with hipster taste C Gm If I don't inherit them now Bb F His death will be a waste Bridge Dm When he's finally deceased Am He'll have no objection Bb I can piss away F His treasured wine collection Dm I'll wear his spectacles Am I'll have no pretenses Bb But so that I can see F I'll take out the lenses Dm Am All the hipster chicks will fall for me Bb F Once his ashes have been scattered across the sea Dm Am It would be a great shame to watch him burn Bb C But I can make a fancy crown out of the urn
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F C Bb A crown fit for the King of the Hipsters Gm F I'll wear his gramophone around my neck C Bb I'll be the King of the Hipsters Gm F I'll use his chess board as a turntable deck C Bb I'll be the King of the Fuckwits Dm F I'll wear his underwear as a tie C Bb I'll be the King of the Dickheads Gm F So Grandpa please hurry up and die
Enviado por: Alef Federico
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