Just Nick – Cliché Filler Punk Song chords

[Verse 1]
AWho are these junkies?
         EThey're not my friends anymore
    F#m7 (you can also play F#m, it sounds fine here)
But who the hell's really my friend?
D             DmMan, what are they good for?
AAnd what's the deal,
     EWith coffee and cigarettes?
F#m7That's about as cliché
D                DmAs punk rock can get.

[Chorus]
     A        E        F#m7         D        F#m7            EBut, none of that shit matters when you're a lonely kid like me
   A           E        F#m7  D        F#m7           ESo please man, buy my record, come on, help my self-esteem.
         F#m7                E                  A                       D         DmThey say “Kid you don’t know shit, so shut your mouth, don’t waste your breath."
     F#m7         E                       A              D     DmStop trying to be different, you’re just another waste at best.
       A      E        F#m7 D        F#m7               EBut if Durden taught me anything it’s “elitists don’t last long,"
      A         E   F#m7   D     F#m7           ECause I’ll just satirize you and write another song.
A      E           F#m7     D   F#m7    EGet it through your head kid, I’m resilient.
A         E           F#m7 D   F#m7             EThere’s a word I call you, and that word’s ignorant.
      F#m7              EAnd I promise you, this song ain’t a filler,
      A                        D           DmCause here’s the moral, it’s supposed to deliver:
      A                     ETreat everyone with respect, but that doesn’t mean you’ve got to like them

[Bridge]

A E AEA

[Verse 2]


(Strum each once, keep time by knocking on guitar if on acoustic, he does this in the song
and it sounds nice, and also helps me honestly)

AWho are these junkies?
         EThey're not my friends anymore
    F#m7 (you can also play F#m, it sounds fine here)
But who the hell's really my friend?
D             DmMan, what are they good for?
AAnd what's the deal,
     EWith coffee and cigarettes?
F#m7That's about as cliché
D                DmAs punk rock can get.

[Chorus]
     A        E        F#m7         D        F#m7            EBut, none of that shit matters when you're a lonely kid like me
   A           E        F#m7  D        F#m7           ESo please man, buy my record, come on, help my self-esteem.
      F#m7              EAnd I promise you, this song ain’t a filler,
      A                        D           DmCause here’s the moral, it’s supposed to deliver:
      A                     ETreat everyone with respect, but that doesn’t mean you’ve got to like them

[Outro]

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