The Drones – Boredom chords

[Verse 1]

               Fm

The 'burbs are growing like a fingernail

Fm

Slower than the dullest pain

           Dm

I want the hunger and cold of the nights of old

               Fm

When there was blood up to the Himalayas

           Fm

I'm saying farewell to the welfare state

         Fm

The only comfort is a caliphate

             Dm

I'm guessing war sure beats any old North Shore beach

       Fm

Or any Western Suburbs single player

    Fm

I'm looking for the type of test

       Fm

A cataclysm make me beat my chest

     Dm

Man, any kind of 'ism' beats a singing competition

     Fm

On a TV fat with gnash and wail

            Fm

They got me singing in a different scale

            Dm                      Dm

Don't wanna push no pram or join a bikie gang

          Fm

Or flip a burger for the infidel

         Am

Yeah, no one ever lives to tell

              Em

What's at the bottom of an oil well

 

 

[Chorus]

Em   C#m  D#m  Cm

Boredom,  boredom

    C

I'm gonna take a pic down there

       C

Put my index finger in the air

Em   C#m  D#m  Cm

Boredom,  boredom

      C

Gonna tag it with my username

            C

And you can flag it for its guts and brains

 

 

[Verse 2]

         Fm

Got me a lawyer in the ACT

           Fm

Got me the fuck out of the PNG

            Dm

I'm telling y'all failed states, they ain't exactly great

              Fm

But neither's prison in the Bismarck Sea

        Fm

Terra's firmer in the southern lands

              Fm

And shock and awe is all for stretch Humvees

    Dm

The casual exhibition of a recent acquisition's

        Fm

All the intervention they got planned

           Fm

I miss the hustle of the Baghdad days

             Fm

It weren't a shit hole in the late '80s

                Dm

That thing with 'W', don't let it trouble you

           Fm

It's all a distant hen's night anyway

           Fm

I hear 'em screaming for a Chippendale

                Dm

That looks like Eminem, it must be 2:00am

              Am

And it's like nothing here is even real

               Em

You're just so lucky that you get to feel

 

 

[Chorus]

Em   C#m  D#m  Cm

Boredom,  boredom

C

I didn't come here for the thrills and spills

C

I just like the way I don't get killed

Em   C#m  D#m  Cm

Boredom,  boredom

C

You get the house, land, bang, the whole biz

           C

If you can just remember where it is

Em   C#m  D#m  Cm

Boredom,  boredom

              C

Don't fucking tell me that you ain't got room

         C

You ever really seen a baby boom?

Em   C#m  D#m  Cm

Boredom,  boredom

           C

Man, I was born in the cradle of civilisation

      C

And I plan on dying in its tomb

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