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Drunk by The Living Tombstone - Guitar Chords

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Version 1
            [Intro]
Fm A#m C Fm
D# C# A#m C


[Verse 1]
     Fm               A#m
Just one drink! Gonna keep it mellow
   C                    Fm
Responsible night for a polite fellow
      D#           C#
Say, "Hello" to my friends and comrades
      A#m                 C
Don’t tend to offend so I say perhaps
     Fm               A#m
Just two drinks! As a social courtesy
C                         Fm
We can raise a glass to our past fraternity
       D#                  C#
And certainly, a perfectly normal informal get together
A#m                            C
But it’s been forever since we gathered so whatever
      Fm                   A#m
Just three drinks! For the sake of the old times
C                                 Fm
Proceed with tequila shots with a dish full of cold limes
     D#                    C#
The whole nine, laughing, remembering all the old lines
A#m                                C
Never used to work but I could 'em give another try
      Fm                  A#m
Just four drinks! Y'know, take the edge off
     C                    Fm
I've had a hard week, I deserve to get sauced
     D#                     C#
Pick up another round as my friends depart and
     A#m                         C
They may not stick around but I just got started


[Chorus]
G#                       Fm
Feel so much better than usual
            C        D#
I feel indisputable, oh
G#                       Fm
I think that I might be beautiful


[Verse 2]
     Fm                    A#m
Just five drinks! Fuckin' treat myself
         C                     Fm
Pour the Dom Perignon from the back of the top shelf
D#                     C#
Spend like God, put on airs to sell it
      A#m                        C
Crowd pretends not to care but I know they're jealous
     Fm                       A#m
Just six drinks! Let slip the dogs of war
          C                             Fm
I’m gonna start a fuckin' riot 'til I'm tossed out the front door
D#                    C#
Zero to sixty, I can turn on a dime, I'm hitting bottom
        A#m          C
And I'm feeling like committing a crime
     Fm                  A#m
Just eight drinks! Maybe I've lost count?
          C                        Fm
I can’t remember the night, what I drank or the amount
    D#                          C#
I’m fading in and out, my very consciousness is crumbling

Sorry, was I saying something?
Fm                       A#m
Twelve drinks! Strolling out of the hospital
      C                           Fm
Is it hair of the dog if you stay drunk and don't stop at all?
 D#                                 C#
Another night, losing it, more than I can afford
    A#m                      C
Was I just feeling bored? Am I that insecure?


[Chorus]
G#                       Fm
Feel so much better than usual
            C        D#
I feel indisputable, oh
G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful
                   C                   D#
Don’t wake me up from this spell I’m under if I'm still breathing
G#                       Fm
I know that I will be ugly when
                C         D#
I feel like myself again, oh
G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful


[Bridge]
Fm                              A#m
Bottle of Scotch, served on the rocks with a shot of Cachaca
  C                          Fm
Vodka, Sake, kamikaze with a handle of Sherry
  D#                            C#
A cherry Brandy with a Jaeger, chaser, Champagne float
  A#m                    C
A Bourbon, hot Toddy in teacup of throat coat
Fm                         A#m
Martini, Bellini, Negroni, Baileys, Kahlua, Sambuca
C                     Fm
Soju, Paloma, Mojito, Gimlet, Frangelico, Guinness
D#                    C#
Tequila, Manhattan, a Margarita, Old Fashioned
       A#m                            C
Dry Vermouth and something I can't taste 'cause I'm so trashed
Fm                            A#m
Soldiering over, I'm slower, shoulder to shoulder with no one
   C                         Fm
Stumbling, sobering, making friends with a smoker
            D#                            C#
I know I'm less than upright, losing the fight with the ground
             A#m                      C
Then someone hits the lights as they close for the night now
Fm                          C#m
Try to look at Heaven and I can't see the stars
  C                                       Fm
A billion, trillion eyes are winking as I walk between parked cars
D#                             C#
Metabolizing liquor while I'm losing my friends
          A#m                            C
I'm gonna hate myself tomorrow then I'll do it again


[Interlude]
Fm A#m C Fm
D# C# A#m C


[Chorus]
G#                       Fm
Feel so much better than usual
            C        D#
I feel indisputable, oh
G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful
                   C                   D#
Don’t wake me up from this spell I’m under if I'm still breathing
G#                       Fm
I know that I will be ugly when
                C         D#
I feel like myself again, oh
G#                       Fm
But now, I'm feeling so beautiful


[Outro]
             G                     G7
My vision is blurry as long as I'm thirsty
           G        G#       G#   Fm
Nobody can hurt me, hurt me, hurt me 
        

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