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Warped Summer Extravaganza

Lawrence Arms
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
it's  burning and it's burning, it's burning,
 a fire inside  that i just  don't believe
some  call it anger, some  say frustration
 but i  think i call  this big greed
 this time  the circus has left  without us
 and we  could run  away
 the fringe  is the center now,
 hey boys that's great
 when i woke  up in hawthorne,
 i took  ocean down to the fairground  to see  everyone
so  beautiful that i drown  in the waves of the haircuts
spin  kicks and jumps
 well i got  my bottled water  and my nachos,
 it came  in under  twenty bucks
i  got this bad taste in the back  of my mouth
 from my time  on the back  of a bus
this  summer vacation, it's cheap  and it's true
 it's ideals  are intact,  it's the best  we can do
 this time  you turn into your own  enemy
 not sell  outs but dictated economies
   x 2
 (whoo-oo-ooooo!)
 these thieves, these thieves  in their flip-flops and bro  attitudes
 are the  very reason  we do  what we do
 when i say  fuck the man, it's what  i believe
 no matter  who that  man happens  to be.
 no matter  who that  man happens  to be.
 this kevin  or that one, it all  seems the same
exploit  the avenues, fix  all the gains
maybe  they'll buy everything  that you sell
 but i'm outside  these fences,
 rolling fast down that hill...F
 fuck your warped ideals!
 x 2
 mother fucker! (end on C)

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Readable chord sheet for Warped Summer Extravaganza by Lawrence Arms

[C]it's burning and it's burning, it's [G]burning,
a fire ins[Am]ide that i [G]just don't [F]believe
[C]some call it anger, [G]some say frustration
but [Am]i think i [G]call this big [F]greed
this [C]time the circus has [G]left without us
and [Am]we could [G]run a[F]way
the [C]fringe is the center [G]now,
hey boys that's [Am]great[G]    [F]

when i [C]woke up in hawthorne,
i [G]took ocean down to the [Am]fairground to [G]see eve[F]ryone
[C]so beautiful that i [G]drown in the waves of the [Am]haircuts
[G]spin kicks and [F]jumps
well i [C]got my bottled [G]water and my [Am]nacho[F]s,
it [Am]came in [G]under twenty [F]bucks
[C]i got this bad taste in the [G]back of my mouth
from my [Am]time on the [G]back of a [F]bus

[C]this summer vacation, it's [G]cheap and it's true
it's [Am]ideals are [G]intact, it's the [F]best we can do
this [C]time you turn into your [G]own enemy
not [Am]sell outs but [G]dictated [F]economies

 [Am]  [G] [F] x 2
(whoo-oo-ooooo!)

these thieves, these [C]thieves in their flip-flops and [G]bro attitudes
are [Am]the very [G]reason we [F]do what we do
when i [C]say fuck the man, it's [G]what i believe
no [Am]matter who [G]that man [F]happens to be.
no [Am]matter who [G]that man [F]happens to be.

this [C]kevin or that one, it [G]all seems the same
[Am]exploit the [G]avenues, [F]fix all the gains
[C]maybe they'll buy every[G]thing that you sell
but i'm [Am]outside these [G]fences[F],
rolling fast down that hill...F

fuck your warped ideals!
[C] [G] [Am] [F] x 2
mother fucker! (end on C)

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