Аккорды к песне ​The Offspring — Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell

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Take me for a ride, I'm the one you pushed aside. 
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But it's coming back to you. Yeah, it's coming back to you, hey! 
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Run to the sound, take it back and double down 
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'Cause it's coming back to you. Yeah, it's coming back to you 
  
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Well, ah-ah-ah, well, we're pouring gasoline, 
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so dance around the fire that we once believed in 
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Ah-ah-ah, it will never be the same now 
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  'Cause there's nothing left for us to be. 
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  Give it up, the champions of greed 
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  So come around and have another round of me. 
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Dance, fucker, dance, let the motherfucker burn, hey! 
  
 
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Snake's in the grass while you're living in the past. 
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Say, what're you gonna do? Yeah, what're you gonna do, hey? 
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Earn, never learn, when you're cheering while it burns. 
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Yeah, we're coming after you. Yeah, we're coming after you, hey! 
  
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  Slim Pickens, well, he does the right thing, 
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and he rides the bomb to hell, yeah, he rides the bomb to hell 
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Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting. 
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If you're gonna go to hell, drinking up, you might as well 
  
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  Are you really gonna take it like that? Riding on the missle with the cowboy hat 
  
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And ah-ah-ah, well, the world is gonna end, 
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so dance around the fire that we once believed in 
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Ah-ah-ah, wanna tear it down again, now 
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  'Cause there's nothing left for us to be. 
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  Give it up, the sons of anarchy. 
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  So come around and have another round of me. 
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Dance, fucker, dance, let the motherfucker burn, hey! 
  
 
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  Are you really gonna take it like that? Riding on the missle with the baseball bat 
  
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And ah-ah-ah, well, we're pouring gasoline, 
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so dance around the fire that we once believed in 
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Ah-ah-ah, it will never be the same, 
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the takers and the liars that we all believed in 
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Ah-ah-ah, well, we're going down in flames, 
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so dance around the fire, we dance around the fire 
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  'Cause it's never left for us to be 
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  Give it up, the champions of grief 
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  So come around and have another round of me 
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   Hey!    hey!  Dance, fucker, dance, let the motherfucker burn