A
This is a bullet from a gun called "what the fuck?"
A
If i was standing in your shoes i'd throw my hands straight up

And start explaining at the speed of light, not sound
A                                      E        A
How the words get some coffee came to mean get down
A
And all the kings horses and all the kings yen
A
Couldn't stop the abracadabra that invites these men
A
And all the alleyways in amsterdam could not compete
                                             E
Against the wall street speed with which you leave your feet
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a joke
F#m
Funny like our house going up in smoke
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips
A
Everytime the phone rings you get there first
A
And when the pizza man comes you always run for your purse
A
Now i'm the son of a banker, i know just what the deal is
A                                           E            A
If you wrote it out in braille, i wouldn't even have to feel it
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a joke
F#m
Funny like our house going up in smoke
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips

[solo]

A
Funny how goodbye can sound so sad sometimes
A
Today it sounds happy like a nursery rhyme
A
And you're not cinderella, so don't forget your shoes
A                                  E          A
I've never been as lonely as when i was with you
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a scream
F#m
Funny like our loving doused in gasoline
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips
A
This is fireman mcneil from the hennepin line
A
We got the call around ten, we couldn't get there in time
A
There was a driveway leading to a hole in the ground
A                                           E              A
I got the heebies bone deep and turned the truck straight around
F#m
Oh yes, this song is a joke
F#m
Funny like my fingers in your bicycle spokes
F#m
Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
    A                            E
You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips