Bm                  A                    G      
Sell the kids for food, weather changes moods
                                     Bm 
Spring is here again, reproductive glands
                    A                  G 
We could have some more, nature is a whore
                 A                    D 
Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom

[Chorus]
                        A      
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
        G                       Fm 
And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gun
  D                     A
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
        G                             Fm   
But he don't know what they mean, he don't know what they mean

[Verse]
Bm                 A            G  
I wish I was like you, easily amused
                                       Bm 
Find my nest of salt, everything's my fault
                    A                   G
I'll take all the blame, aqua seafoam shame
                   A            D
What else could I be? All apologies

[Chorus]
                        A                                     
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
         G                      Fm
And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gun
  D                     A                  
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
        G                             Fm 
But he don't know what they mean, he don't know what they mean

  D                     A    
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
         G                      Fm
And he likes to sing along, he likes to shoot his gun
  D                 A    
In the sun, in the sun I feel as one
       G                         Fm
But I don't know what it mean, I don't know what it mean