Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
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D
C#
Em
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D
C#
I'm a
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E
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drugstore cowboy out of the town
C#
E
Em
Taking you for your drugs
D
and we're beating you down
C
Em
E
Robbing pharmacies and
C#
we're looking for the acid
Em
D
C
You gotta tap acid if not you get your ass
Em
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C
Well I'm the drugstore cowboy coming with the sack I
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C#
got a sheet up the blotter and the booms in the back
E
Creeping around the corner
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D
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In the late model caddy rolling on point
Em
E
Puttin' it on the tongue
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C#
and everything is purple haze
E
And countin' up the tabs
D
C#
in the back in a daze
Em
E
Lucy in the sky with the
D
C#
diamonds and the jewels
E
And the quaalude rhythms through your
D
C#
spine and it's cool
Em
Tingles in your spine like the
D
Em
bubbles from the fish
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Em
Like the shakes and the wiggles
D
Em
when you're finished with the fist
D
Fallin' in a web lock, listenin' to
Em
Dead
Rock
The hate street,
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E
nearly got you yoked up in the headlock
Em
E
D
The good shit, maybe, so just relax
C#
E
Feel it runnin' through your mind
D
C#
so you're trippin' on the max
E
You'll be singin' when no pain's
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C#
elephants on parade
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Pills dancing on the table
D
next to colored sheets of
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C
A, the acid
Em
E
My favorite pastime,
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it's a job and a habit by the way past mine
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C#
I'm coming up quick and I'm peeking
Em
E
Tripping on the blue lights and
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C#
the paisley shades
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On the left, so the room starts
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looking like a clamshell
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Deep beneath the sea and I
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know you're digging tan
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E
Well, I be catching trails with my
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hands in the motion
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C#
I'm the big fish in this goddamn ocean
E
Em
A girl by my side said she
D
Em
wants to play the guy
Telling me everything's cool,
just enjoy the ride
I'm feelin' kinda nice but it's
a quarter to three
Em
So now me and my crew has
gotta rob a pharmacy
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D
Drugstore cowboy out of the town
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E
Em
Take a bunch of drugs
C#
Em
E
Robbin' pharmacies and
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we're lookin' for the acid
E
D
You gotta tap pass it or not
Em
you'll get your ass kicked
The waits in the car with three
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Em
deep in the store
You spray the camera and
C#
Em
I'll hit the drawers
You cuss at diversion and
Em
At the game I'll hop the counter
D
and I'll head for the score
Em
With the precision of a surgeon
I pick the locks
Empty all of the prescriptions
out of every box
Wait to the pharmacist cause
I'ma play the nice guy
E
Knowing that the contents
Em
of my pockets is tonight's high
E
I didn't bring a gap because we
D
C#
got the shit down
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C#
nothing's different but the town
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E
Out the back door with my
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trusty crowbar
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Em
Holler at my crew and then we
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Em
jump in the go -kart
E
Then the car screeches,
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C#
we're off in the streets
E
Gots to get home so we can
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C#
go through the treats
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C#
by color and size
Em
Indulging in the goodies
right before our eyes
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Em
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D
Oh shit, a whole bottle of the lemons
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E
Ooh, everybody's happy
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E
Em
So we order up some food
and take a little break
E
Nod off and then awake with
D
C#
the feast before me
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C#
Chinese, would you pass me some more
G?
Em
Fin ish up the meal and I
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C#
drink a club soda
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E
Em
Soft cracks, a small belly, sparks a little
Buddha
Taxi
C#
Driver
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Mop a couple of lemons,
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now it's time to retire
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E
Sleep for two hours,
D
then we gather the crew
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Em
Because it's 6 .45 and
there's robbing to do
Cause I'm a truck snow cowboy
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E
Em
Take your blinky truck so we
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C
beatin' you down
Em
E
Robbin' pharmacies and we
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lookin' for the acid
E
Em
D
You gotta tap acid or not you'll get your
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Em
ass kicked
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D
Leave the car runnin' and wait outside
C#
Em
E
It's a one man job so the
Em
Up in the fire escaping,
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creepin' through the window
Em
I broke into the cabinet,
pharmaceutical in dough
E
And some other crazy shit,
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C#
I couldn't fade
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So I filled my backpack but
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threw the other shits away
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C#
Man, I'm not a junkie, just a cool beatnik
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A drugstore cowboy look
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I felt brave so I roamed
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through the hospital
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Feelin' like the nigga and I'm
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rollin' with a lot of pull
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D
Instead I dipped into a room I
Em
Crazy thick jars and the
D
Em
glass filled with lemons
E
It must've been the psychological
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ward cause there was acid
Em
Sheets, pills, and liquid,
C#
and so I kicked the glass in
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E
Alarm sounded,
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C
the guards came running
Em
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It's a good thing that I didn't pack a
C#
Em
gun because I swung on two
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Em
They fell, but there was more
They pulled their guns and then they
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Em
threw me on the floor
I thought it was over,
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I thought it was through
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But in came the girls,
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fully strapped and gettin' rude
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One grabbed a nurse,
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put a gauge to the booty
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I grabbed the drugs and then I
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jetted with the cuties
Em
D
Was always in the car, had it runnin',
Em
Girls in the backseat,
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fellas in the front
Em
Cappin' off into the air,
Em
just to give a little scare
The rent -a -cuffs were scared stiff,
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I knew they wouldn't dare
we was on our way
Em
I could smell a pharmacy,
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so hurry up with no delay
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Em
It's only eight o 'clock
Em
So we drove down the
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C
highway to the next town
Em
Cause I'm a truck stop cowboy,
C#
Em
Take your breakage bucks,
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and we're lookin' for the acid
D
if not you get your ass kicked
Em
Cause I'm a truck stop cowboy,
out of the town
Em
Take your brickage front
so we beat it down
Em
We're robbing pharmacies
and we're looking for the acid
Em
You gotta tap acid or not you'll get your
Outro 1
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