Intro: Am Bb Am Bb
Am Bb
I know many who are worse off than you
Am
But you stick to your fuck-ups like they're made out of glue
F Bb Am
Little dysfunk you, now what you gonna do?
Bb
Your eyes are watery, your mouth made for joy
Am F
Always quoting Morrisey but did you ever do it with a boy?
Am
I've got a mouth for joy
F#m E
And I can take you on, I can take you on
D
I'll be your next-door neighbour, your mother and your savior
F#m E
I can take you on, I can take you on
D
I'll be the murder on the Rue Morgue you're trying to solve
C Am
Oh, I can't wait too long, I can't wait too long
Em
Hear me calling out for you, calling out for you
C Am
Please don't wait too long, please don't wait too long
Em
Make me crazy
D F
Hearing you go on about the "so much for bleached nostalgia.."
Same as Intro: Am Bb Am Bb
Am Bb
You're not afraid of pain, I know what you did
Am F
But now the question is, do you really dare to live?
Am
Hey pretty dysfunk kid
Am
It's better to be bitter than to seem like a fool
Bb Am
You say and hide behind your beer-glass
F
But I'm not so impressed by your dysfunk moves
Am
'Cause I'm a dysfunk too
F#m E
But I can take you on, I can take you on
D
I'll be your next-door neighbour, your mother and your savior
F#m E
I can take you on, I can take you on
D
I'll be the murder on the Rue Morgue you're trying to solve
C Am
Oh, I can't wait too long, I can't wait too long
Em
Hear me calling out for you, calling out for you
C Am
Please don't wait too long, please don't wait too long
Em
Make me crazy
D F
Hearing you go on about the "so much for bleached nostalgia.."
C Am
Oh nananana nananana
Em
Calling out for you, calling out for you
C Am
Oh nananana nananana
Em
Calling out for you, calling out for you
C Am Em
Nananana nananana
C Am Em
Nananana nananana
C Am Em
Nananana nananana
C Am Em
Nananana nananana
D F
Oh, "so much for bleached nostalgia.."
Am
Little dysfunk you
