[Verse]
      
  I got so fuc


king romantic
         
I apologize
       B5addb5
Lemme light your cigarette
            
   Come visit 

          
Kansas for a w


eek of debauch

ery
         
Songs and high

         
 fives and wei


rd sex

[Chorus]
      
Cute thing
            
Don't be rude,

    
 thing
       
   Hot thing
           
It was nothing

 


God
           
  Give me John

       
 Lenon's voice
           
   And Mercury

   
's stage prese

nce
           
   I will be y

            
our rock god w

            
hen you're rol

         
ling the dice


[Solo]
3(  )

[Verse]
      
  I got so fuc


king romantic
   
I apologize
Bb4   Bbadd5
Lemme smoke your weed, no wait
         
  Healthy mind

      
s make sexy bo

dies
            
Let us touch s

        
o much of ours


elves together

[Chorus]
      
Cute thing
            
Don't be rude,

    
 thing
       
   Hot thing
           
It was nothing

 


Dog

           
    Give me on

         
e little chanc

e
           
I can make you

  
 a man
           
I will be your

 
 rock, dog,
            
when you're ro

           
lling your eye

s

[Solo]
   x3
   x4


[Bridge]
  
        Doo do

o doo, doo doo

 doo, doo doo 

-
  
        Doo do

o doo, doo doo

 doo, doo doo 

-
  
        Doo do

o doo, doo doo

 doo, doo doo 

-
  
        Doo do

o doo, doo doo

 doo, doo doo 

-

            
He died in an 


explosion
            
Of mixed media

            
 and poorly wr

itten reviews
            
And some stamm

              
ering drunk wh

            
o tried to tel

              
l him how good

     
 his shit was

(That is some good shit, man)
            
    I accident

              
ally spoke you

  
r first name a

loud
            
Trying to make

              
 it fit in wit

           
h the lyrics o

          
f Ana Ng
            
Worked like a 


charm

              
We're getting 


old

When will we walk in each other's majestic presence?
           
Listen, hear m


y words
            
They're the on

              
es you would t

              
hink I would s

              
ay if I was Jo

      
hn Linnell
           
Or trying to b


e John Linnell

[Instrumental]
   

[Outro]
        
I am loved

  
            
I would sleep 


naked
          
Next to you na

ked
         
I am loved

  
        
I am loved

  
            
I would sleep 


naked
          
Next to you na

ked
        
I am loved

  
        
I am loved

  
            
Like some exco

            
mmunicated pri

    
est casting de

mons
             
Asked one what

     
 its name was