Tom: F minor
Intro 1
Em
G
Em
Verse 1
Two for the spirit
Used to think about it but never
stopped to fear it
Had a couple times when
I came real near it
Knocking at my door but it's
too quiet I couldn't hear it
Life is a pretty woman and
I want a Richie Gere it
It's a sushi grade tuna I'mma sear it
It's a plane I'm a pilot I'mma steer it
But you never know any
given time come along
I hijack it I commandeer it and I'm
Lacking the currency so
I'm packing insurance
We heart attack and emergency
prone any minute
Patrón Henny Guinness
Drink until it's done
Got me feeling like a million but I'm
thinking like a one
Now it's time for me to make
my impression felt
So sit back relax and forget
your seatbelts
You never been a ride like this before
I black out as I activate the
cruise control
And that's it
Verse 2
Em
You wanna do some more shit
I'm sorry but that's it
You wanna do some more shit
I'm sorry but that's it
You wanna do some more shit
I'm sorry but that's it
I know you wanna do some
more shit
Verse 3
I'm sorry but that's it
Em
You only live once man
Drake was right
You can find me at the bottom
of a lake tonight
Suicidal terrorist could
overtake your flight
Only takes a split second
for the snake to bite
And it could be a black mamba
Ritchie Valens didn't know he already
sang his last La Bamba
When he won the coin toss
and decide to fly
And told his bandmates
sittin' on the bus goodbye
And now we sing bye- bye Ms. American Pie
I drove my Chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
Cause Buddy Holly didn't know
as he headed to the sky
That that would be the da-
a- ay that he died
It was, inspiration for Don McLean
I can see it now it was a somber scene
With the, burnt bodies
Smelled so gaseous
Charred guitars that had
penned so many smashes
Cold white snow and the hot gray ashes
Blood dried up on his
Em
B
Melted they looked like molasses
Em
Same night in the club he
had the girl's asses
Shaking and gyrating and like
an earthquake
It was vibrating the girls he was
making 'em cry
Waiting for him was a plane for his final trip
B
I hope he enjoyed that shit
Interlude 1
Em
Verse 4
Em
I'mma talk to y'all real quick
About a hypothetical situation
Verse 5
girl said death's not
an end it's a change
A time for the world's energy to rearrange
So after I died I became
food for the trees
Whose seeds spread around as
they move with the breeze
Some seeds grew and
others became food
One got eaten by a tiny little dude
The dude was a squirrel and he
lived by the house
That I left in my will to my son
and my spouse
A couple hours after eating the seed
The squirrel's stomach started rumbling
he needed relief
And that squirrel knew
About the garden my girl grew
A quiet little spot he would come
to do number two
He shouted out with a push fertilizing the soil
surrounding the blueberry bush
Wasn't long till the blueberries
grew very plump
To the point that my girl was picking
them out by the clump
And making pies with them
Milkshakes with them
Making muffins and jelly
and pancakes with them
And in a roundabout way when
she was baking the pie
It's like a little tiny piece
of me staying alive
And living on through my people
that are still on Earth
B
Living on infinitely no need for rebirth
Em
Living on through the green grass
growing on your lawn
Living on
Or was I really ever gone?
Outro 1
I'm living on
Em
B
Em
B
Em
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