Part Of The Band Chords

Capo: 2nd fret
Key: D


[Intro]
C G
 
[Verse 1]
F                   C                            G
She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
                 Am
I always used to bust into her hand 
F           C       G     Am
 In my, my, my imagination
F               C                         G
I was living my best life, living with my parents
               Am
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants 
F            C        G
 And my, my, my cancellation, hm, yeah
 
 
[Instrumental]
F C G Am
F C G
 
 
[Verse 2]
     F                    C
And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
G                  Am
 I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine 
F           C       G
 In my, my, my imagination
F                    C                    G
 So many cringes and heroin binges,
      G                      Am
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
  F        C       G
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm F  G
     Enough about me now
Dm F            G
     "You gotta talk about the people, baby"
Dm F G
     But that's kind of the idea
 
 
[Chorus]
Am                 G
At home, somewhere I don't like
F                   C
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
F                        G  E
Coming to her lookalikes
Am              G
I can't get the language right
     F                C        F  C G C
Just tell me what's unladylike
 
 
[Verse 3]
            F          C               G
I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas
                         Am
Sitting in east on their communista keisters
F         C               G
 Writing about their ejaculations
           F                  C
"I like my men like I like my coffee
            G                             Am
Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody"
      F             C            G     C
Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm F   G
     A Xanax and a Newport
Dm F              G                          Dm F G
     "Well I take care of my kids", she said
 
 
[Chorus]
    Am              G
The worst inside of us begets 
     F              C
That feeling on the internet
     F
It's like someone intended it 
      G           E
(Like advertising cigarettes)
  Am             G
A diamond in the rough begets 
F                  C      F       G
The diamond with a scruff you get
 
 
[Instrumental Bridge]
F C
F C  G
F C G Am
F C G
F C G Am
F C G C
 
 
[Outro]
    F                     C
Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke?
      G                      Am
Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke
F            C        G
 Calling his ego imagination?
         F                   C                     G
I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days
                   Am
And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe
F                C        G      C
 It's kind of my daily iteration
 
F C G Am
F C