Jesus Hates Faggots
John GrantVersion1
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Chords in this song
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577655
ODD CHORDS
(maj7) - x46554
I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born,
Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes,
There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own,
It could only come from the mastermind of lies.
I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life,
Cause I believed the lies about me were the truth,
It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realise that you've been had,
It's enough to make a guy like me feel sad.
Cause you tell me that Jesus, he hates fruit loops son,
We told you that when you were young,
or pretty much anything you want him to,
Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos,
Morons who cut in line,
Three-bean salad and parking fines,
And when we win this war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.
The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do,
It turns my brain to jelly every time,
The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick,
And I think that I might be about to commit a crime.
And you tell me that Jesus, He hates homos son,
We told you that when you were young,
Or pretty much anything you want him to,
Like coco puffs, red cars and jews,
Postal clerks who waste your time,
Weight loss shakes, and the local news,
And when we win the war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.
(maj7) Gmaj [A] [E] G#maj x2
Cause Jesus, He hates faggots son,
We told you that when you were young,
Or pretty much anyone you want him to,
Like niggers, spicks, redskins and kikes,
Men who cannot tame their wives,
Weaklings, cowards, and bald dykes,
And when we win the war on society,
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.
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Readable chord sheet for Jesus Hates Faggots by John Grant
577655 ODD CHORDS [C#m](maj7) - x46554 [C#m] I've felt u[C#m]ncomfortable since the [E]day that I was[G#maj] born, Since the d[A]ay I glimpsed the b[E]lack abyss in your[G#maj] eyes, There's n[C#m]o way you could [C#m]make all of this [E]shit up on your[G#maj] own, It could [A]only come from the [E]mastermind of [G#maj]lies. [C#m] [C#m] [E] [G#maj] [A] [E] [G#maj] I [C#m]can't believe th[C#m]at I've considered t[E]aking my own[G#maj] life, Cause I b[A]elieved the lies ab[E]out me were the t[G#maj]ruth, It will be[C#m] magic to watch you[C#m]r transformation when you [E]realise that you've be[G#maj]en had, It's e[A]nough to make a g[E]uy like me feel [G#maj]sad. Cause you tell me that [E]Jesus, he hates fruit loops son, We told you that when you were young, or [B]pretty much anything you want him to, Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos, [E] Morons who cut in line, Three-bean salad and parking fines, And when we [B]win this war on society, I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll [E]see. The [C#m]arrogance it[C#m] takes to walk aroun[E]d in the world the w[G#maj]ay you do, It t[A]urns my brain to je[E]lly every t[G#maj]ime, The [C#m]rage and fear I'[C#m]m feeling have [E]begun to make me[G#maj] sick, And I thi[A]nk that I might be [E]about to commit a[G#maj] crime. And you tell me that Je[E]sus, He hates homos son, We told you that when you were young, Or [B]pretty much anything you want him to, Like coco puffs, red cars and jews, [E]Postal clerks who waste your time, Weight loss shakes, and the local news, And when we [B]win the war on society, I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll [E]see. [C#m] [C#m](maj7) [E] G Cause J[E]esus, He hates faggots son, We told you that when you were young, Or [B]pretty much anyone you want him to, Like niggers, spicks, redskins and kikes, [E]Men who cannot tame their wives, Weaklings, cowards, and bald dykes, And when we [B]win the war on society, I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll [E]see.