[Intro riff - * = emphasis] E ---------------- B ---------------3 G --0h2--0h2*------ D --0h2*-0h2------- A 0--------------- E ----------------
[Am] This is the greatest and best song in the world... Tribute.
[Verse 1] (no drums) [Am] Long time ago me and my brother Kyle here, (riff) [Am] We was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome road. (riff) [Am] All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon... (riff) [Am] In the middle of the road. .... And he said:
(strum palm muted) [A5] "Plaaay the best song in the world, or I'll eat your souls."
(back to normal picking) [Am] Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other, [Am] And we each said... "Okay"
[Am] And we played the first thing that [G] came to our heads, [F] Just so happened to be, [Am] The Best Song in the [G] World, it was [F] The Best Song in the World.
[Chorus 1] (Drums in) [D] Look into my eyes and it's [F] easy to see .. One and [C] one make two, two and [G] one make three, It was (drop snare) [F] destiny. (snare pick up) [D] Once every hundred-thousand [F] years or so, When the [C] sun doth shine and the [G] moon doth glow And the [F] grass don't grow...
[Verse 2] (drums just bass drum) [Am] Needless to say, the beast was stunned. [Am] Whip-crack went his schwumpy tail, [Am] And the beast was done. [Am] He asked us: "Be you angels?" (prep for high A to be sung) [Am] And we said, "Nay. We are but men!" ROCK!
[Chorus 2] [Am] This is not [Am] The [G] Greatest Song in the [Am] World. (riff) [Am] No, [Am] this is just a [G] tribute. [Am] [Am] Couldn't remember [Am] The [G] Greatest Song in the [Am] World. (riff) [Am] No, [Am] this is a [G] tribute, [Am] oh. (vocals allude to Amaj interesting)
[Am][G] To The Greatest [D] Song in the [F] World, All right! [Am][G] It was The Greatest [D] Song in the [F] World, All right! [Am] It was the best mutha [G] fuckin' song The greatest [D] song in the [F] world.
(drums stop - acapella bit but play chords staccato with rhythm of words) [Am] Dee soo guh [G] goo gee goo gee Goo guh [D] fli-goo gee goo, guh fli- [F] goo ga goo buh-dee eeeh [Am] Ooh-guh-goo bee, ooh guh guh [G] bee guh guh bee [D] Fli-goo gee goo, a-fli-guh [F] woo wa mama Lucifer!
[Interlude - SPOKEN] [Am] And the peculiar [G] thing is this my friends: [D] The song we sang on that [F] fateful night, It didn't [Am] actually sound [G] anything like this [D] song. [F] This is just a
[Verse 3] [Am] tribute! You [G] gotta be [D] lieve me! Man, I [F] wish you were [Am] there! Just a [G] matter of opin [D] ion. Ah, [F] what the fuck! [Am] Good God, [G] gotta love 'em, [D] So surprised to [F] find you can't stop me now. [Am] A fiery [G] ring of fire! [D] Rich motherfucker, the [F] perfect song!
[Outro][Solo] [E][F] All [E] right! [F] [E][F] All [E] right! [F] [E] ------- [F] -------- [F] ---------- [F] ---
[Verse 1] 0:19 [Dmaj7] You know I'm impatient So why would you [E] leave me waiting outside the station? When it was like minus 4 degrees and I [Dmaj7] I get what you're saying I just [E] really don't want to hear it right now Can you shut up for like once in your
[Dmaj7] life? Listen to me I took your nice words of ad [E] vice about How you think I'm gonna die Lucky if I turned 33 Okay, so yeah, I [Dmaj7] smoke like a chimney I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney Every other [E] week But cut me some slack Who do you want me to [Dmaj7] be?
[Chorus] 0:54 [Dmaj7] 'Cause I'm too messy And then I'm too fucking [E] clean You told me, "Get a job" And you ask where the hell I've [Dmaj7] been And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big [E] mouth I want to be me Is that not al [Dmaj7] lowed?
And I'm too clever And then I'm too fucking [E] dumb You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the [Dmaj7] month And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm [E] not A thousand people I could be for you And you hate the fucking
[Dmaj7] lot You hate the fucking [E] lot You hate the fucking [Dmaj7] lot Hey, [E] hey [E]
[Verse 2] 1:45 [D] It's taking you ages You still don't [E] get the hint I'm not asking for pages But one text or two would be nice
[D] And please, don't pull those faces When I've b [E] een.. out working my arse off all day It's just one bottle of wine or [D] two But hey, you can't even talk You smoke weed just to help you [E] sleep
Then why you're out getting stoned at 4 o'clock And then you come home to me [D] And don't say hello 'Cause I got high a [E] gain And forgot to fold my clothes.... [Dmaj7] clothes
[Chorus] 2:21 [Dmaj7] 'Cause I'm too messy And then I'm too fucking [E] clean You told me, "Get a job" And you ask where the hell I've [Dmaj7] been And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big [E] mouth I want to be me Is that not al [Dmaj7] lowed?
And I'm too clever And then I'm too fucking [E] dumb You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the [Dmaj7] month And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm [E] not
A thousand people I could be for you And you hate the fucking [Dmaj7] lot You hate the fucking [E] lot You hate the fucking [Dmaj7] lot
[Chorus] 3:29 [Dmaj7] And I'm too messy And then I'm too fucking [E] clean You told me, "Get a job" And you ask where the hell I've [Dmaj7] been And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big [E] mouth I want to be me Is that not al [Dmaj7] lowed?
And I'm too clever And then I'm too fucking [E] dumb You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the [Dmaj7] month And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm [E] not
A thousand people I could be for you And you hate the fucking [Dmaj7] lot You hate the fucking [E] lot You hate the fucking [Dmaj7] lot
[Outro] 4:15 You [D] hate the fucking [E] lot You hate the fucking [Dmaj7] lot