Вступление [Chords] Db5 Absus2 (or other variant) |--X--| |--X--| |--3--| |--X--| |--1--| |--3--| |--0--| |--6--| |--X--| |--6--| |--X--| |--4--| [Verse] B7/F# Ab The comedy of man starts like this E7 A Our brains are way too big for our mothers' hips A7 E And so Nature, she divines this alternative Ab A7 We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end A E Is kind enough to fill us in A7 E And, babies, that's pretty much how it's been ever since B7 Ab7 Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address Db5 A Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient A7 E So somebody's got to go kill something while I look after the kids Ab A7 I'd do it myself, but what, are you going to get this thing its milk? A E He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch A7 E It's hard not to fall in love with something so helpless A7 E Ladies, I hope we don't end up regretting this [Chorus] E E7 A Comedy, now that's what I call pure comedy A7 Abm Just waiting until the part where they start to believe Absus2 Abm They're at the center of everything A B B7 And some all-powerful being endowed this horror show with meaning E Oh, their religions are the best E7 A They worship themselves yet they're totally obsessed A7 Abm Absus2 Abm With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, these unbelievable outfits A And they get terribly upset B When you question their sacred texts B7/F# Written by woman-hating epileptics [Outro] A Their languages just serve to confuse them Am Their confusion somehow makes them more sure A They build fortunes poisoning their offspring Am And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure A Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them? Am What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable? A These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods Am So they can go on being godless animals [Solo] [Chorus] E E7 A Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to believe A7 Abm Their horizons that just forever recede Absus2 Abm A B And how's this for irony, their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs B7/F# That they never ever have to leave E E7 A Oh comedy, oh it's like something that a madman would conceive! A7 Abm Absus2 Abm The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive A B But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with B7/F# Until there's nothing human left [Outro] A Just random matter suspended in the dark Am I hate to say it, but each other's all we got
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