Bb
I grew up in an American town
Bb
No locks on the doors
When we all bedded down
Eb
To sleep
Bb
Met a pretty young girl, and made her my bride
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After church on Sundays, take the kids for a ride
Eb
Down the street
Cm F
Swimming holes, catching fireflies in jars
Cm F
Spend the evening staring at the stars
Bb
Then the gays got married (gays got married)
Cm
And the plant shut down (plant shut down)
Eb
And the crops dried up (the crops dried up)
F
Everywhere around (Everywhere around)
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Then the gays started kissin' (started kissin')
Cm
And the state said "Cool" (cool)
Eb
And they made all the kids
F
Be gay in school
Bb
'cause them gays got married (gays got married)
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They announced it on TV
Jumped in my truck and slammed reverse
Eb
I had to get to my family
Before the gay could get there first
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Hauling ass down the interstate
In my throat I could my heart
Eb
I didn't know how much time I had
Before all the orgies would start
Eb
And they're grabbing guys like me
And they're pulling us out of our trucks
Bb Eb
And they're kissing our lips, and nibbling our ears
And all sorts of sexy stuff
Bb Eb
And they're taking us out to fancy hotels
And partying the night away
Bb Eb
And they're saying how good we look in their shirt
F
When we wake up the next day
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No, I dare not look back
To see what's behind
Gm
They almost got me once
When I was surfing online
Eb
But as strong and straight as I know I am
Every man can be pushed too far
F
I've seen the devil, and the devil looks like
Mario Lopez in jean shorts washing his car
Bb F
I pulled up into my house
Bb F
And I quickly ran inside
Bb F
I grabbed my lovely spouse
Bb F
But I felt no love when I looked in her eyes
Bb F
The gay had gone airborne
Gm
And I didn't make it in time
F
My family unit
Eb
Had already been undermined
Because
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The gays got married (gays got married)
Cm
And released gay spores (gay spores)
Eb
And all the straight people (all the people)
F
Weren't in love no more (never love no more)
Bb
'cause them gays got married (gays got married)
Bb
Been in this bunker three long years
Canned food and recycled air
Eb
Yet I shudder when I think about
What must be happening up there
Bb
A radioactive scorched desertscape
Ruled by roving biker gangs
Eb
With scary tattoos and muscley arms
Blue eyes and super cute bangs
Gm
So I'll seal myself off from everyone
F
And hide here until I die
Cm
Confused and angry, sad and alone
F
And I know the reason why...
Bb
'cause the gays got married (the gays got married)
Cm
The gays got married (the gays got married)
Eb
The gays got married (the gays got married)
Bb
The gays got married