C G
Oh my god there's scenesters everywhere
C G
With their hair gel and their vintage t-shirts
C G
Why didn't the shins come to phoenix?
C G
And why didn't mirah come to phoenix?
Am
Because the modified is too small
E
And the marquis is too big
C
And the complex is rightfully dead
F Am E
And the hipsters with their snide comments and aversion to applause
C G
C G
Oh my god hardcore kids everywhere
C G
With their hair gel and their color green
C G C G
How do they look so good while their convictions remain so strong?
Am E
Because their hair gel that they use isn't tested on animals
C F
And their swallow tattoos are fucking lame
Am E
And cocaine is essentially vegan
C F
And they don't give a fuck anyway
C [pause] G [pause]
They're so vain, and yes, this song is about them
C G
C G
C G
Oh my god post-hardcore kids everywhere
C G
With their violence and pomposity
C G
So fucking straightedge getting high off of self-righteousness
C G
And praying to a sideways cross
Am E C F
So urban, so infantile, so angry, so young, and so poor
Am E [pause]
They don't need to use a crutch 'cuz they've got the wheelchair
C G
C G
Oh my god there's assholes everywhere
C G
Pretentious fucking assholes everywhere
C G
Oh my god there's assholes everywhere
C G
Pretentious judgmental assholes everywhere
End on G.
Hope that was understandable. The G is quickly added onto the end of the C, if
that wasn't obvious from listening to the song. :D