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Jesus Shootin' Heroin

The Flaming Lips
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7-6-07
Well,  I never really understood  religions,
Except  it seems a good  reason to kill.
Everybody's  got their  own conceptions,
And  you know, they  always will.
These  days are needles  under my skin.
Jesus  shootin'  heroin.
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 If there are priests at your party,
 And you're playing cards that are numbered,
 And you got no reason to think it,
 Until your chances are uncovered.
 Tell me that I got to believe in,
 Jesus shootin' heroin.
 The police in new york city,
 Chased a boy, right through the park.
 In a case of mistaken identities,
 They put a bullet through his heart.
 I met mary, on the corner with the streetlights.
 She asked me if I'd come up to her room.
 I told her that I didn't have no money.
 She said she had to leave pretty soon.
 I decided that I would go in.
 Jesus shootin' heroin.
 End on Am

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Readable chord sheet for Jesus Shootin' Heroin by The Flaming Lips

7-6-07

[C]   [Am]   [Em]

[C]Well, I never really u[Am]nderstood religi[Em]ons,
[C]Except it seems a [Am]good reason to ki[Em]ll.
[C]Everybody's got th[Am]eir own conceptio[Em]ns,
[C]And you know, they[Am] always wi[Em]ll.
[C]These days are need[Am]les under my [Em]skin.
[C]Jesus s[Am]hootin' he[Em]roin.

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If there are priests at your party,
And you're playing cards that are numbered,
And you got no reason to think it,
Until your chances are uncovered.
Tell me that I got to believe in,
Jesus shootin' heroin.

The police in new york city,
Chased a boy, right through the park.
In a case of mistaken identities,
They put a bullet through his heart.

I met mary, on the corner with the streetlights.
She asked me if I'd come up to her room.
I told her that I didn't have no money.
She said she had to leave pretty soon.
I decided that I would go in.
Jesus shootin' heroin.

End on Am

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