Don't Feed The Trolls taby ukulele według Jonathan Coulton

D2
Lucy had a steamboat, the steamboat had a bell
D2
Lucy went to heaven but she still felt like hell
       D2            G
So she only gave it two stars
G             A
Worst place ever

D2
She's the kind of person, anyway she tries
D2
Always disappointed so she never feels surprised
            D2           G
When she is always disappointed

[Pre-chorus 1]
G
She holds my hand like I'm a barbed wire fence
G                                                  A      D2
Dance like they're watching you 'cause they are watching you

[Chorus]
D                     A
 And when the bright lights find you
G                             A
 Don't let your heart get lazy
D                      A
 Keep all the worst behind you
Bm                            A
 That stuff will make you crazy

G                          A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls
G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

[Verse 2]
D2
Hello operator, please give me number nine
D2
If you disconnect me I think that would be fine
                  D2       G
Because all I can hear is talking
G               A
So much talking

D2
Appreciate the outrage, I did the best I could
D2
I thought about your think piece, I don't think it's any good
              D2      G
And anyway, I didn't read it

[Pre-chorus 2]
G
Who writes this stuff? 'Cause it makes no sense
G                                          A     D2
I just checked my privilege and it looks fine to me

[Chorus]
D2             A
 And when the bright lights find you
G                                 A
 They're gonna shine right through you
D2                     A
 Keep all the worst behind you
Bm                            A
 Don't let the words get to you

G                          A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls
G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

[Verse 3]
    D2
The flies are in the meadow, the bees are in the park
D2
Girls and boys are kissing as we stumble in the dark
             D2             G
And we don't have a lot of time left

[Pre-chorus 3]
G
 You clutch your chest, you fake a heart attack
G
 Laugh it up, nothing looks good on me
G
 Somebody called, they want their something back
G                                       A     D2
 I'm not a piece of meat, I guess I'd like to be

[Chorus]
D2                      A
 And when the bright lights find you
G                              A
Bro, come on, bro, don't tase me
D2                     A
 Keep all the worst behind you
Bm                         A
 That stuff will make you crazy

[Outro]
G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls
G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls
G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls
G                           A
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls

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