C G it's burning and it's burning, it's burning,Am G F a fire inside that i just don't believeC G some call it anger, some say frustrationAm G F but i think i call this big greedC G this time the circus has left without usAm G F and we could run awayC G the fringe is the center now, Am G F (quickly) hey boys that's greatC when i woke up in hawthorne,G Am G F i took ocean down to the fairground to see everyoneC G Am so beautiful that i drown in the waves of the haircutsG F spin kicks and jumpsC G Am F well i got my bottled water and my nachos,Am G F it came in under twenty bucksC G i got this bad taste in the back of my mouthAm G F from my time on the back of a busC G this summer vacation, it's cheap and it's trueAm G F it's ideals are intact, it's the best we can doC G this time you turn into your own enemyAm G F not sell outs but dictated economies Am G F x 2 (whoo-oo-ooooo!)C G these thieves, these thieves in their flip-flops and bro attitudesAm G F are the very reason we do what we doC G when i say fuck the man, it's what i believeAm G F no matter who that man happens to be.Am G F no matter who that man happens to be.C G this kevin or that one, it all seems the sameAm G F exploit the avenues, fix all the gainsC G maybe they'll buy everything that you sellAm G F but i'm outside these fences, rolling fast down that hill...F fuck your warped ideals! C G Am F x 2 mother fucker! (end on C)
Warped Summer Extravaganza
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