Hard Act To Follow
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[Verse 1]
(High hat, Single Guitar + Vox)
             
You're a hard 

                             
act to follow
             
Such a fine lo

                            
okin' fellow
             
I hear you're 

                              
belly's yellow
             
You're a hard 

                              
act to swallow

(All In)

             
It kind of mak

                            
es me sick
             
The way you tu

              
rn those trick

                 
s
             
Come on and li

                         
ght it up
             
I want to feel

                         
 the rush

[Pre-Chorus]
             
I'll be shooti

              
ng for thrills

              
 when I walk o

         
ut that door
              
You say it's h

             
ard to care an

           
ymore

[Chorus]
          
Kills,    thri

            
lls and Sunday

             
 pills, wo-ohh

            
      I'm on a

          
 mission to
          
kill,       st

            
ill cause, not

             
hin' thrills  

                    
  Wo-oh

[Verse 2]
              
You're hooked 

             
on coke and ho

                     
ochie
             
I want my milk

                            
 and cookies
              
You know your 

             
wife looked pr

                    
etty
             
I think your w

              
ife looked pre

                   
tty

[Pre-Chorus]
             
I'll be shooti

             
ng for thrills

              
 when I walk o

         
ut that door
              
You say it's h

             
ard to care an

           
ymore


[Chorus]
          
Kills,     Thr

            
ills and Sunda

             
y pills, wo-oh

            
,     I'm on a

       
 mission to
           
Kill,        s

           
till cause not

             
hin' thrills  

             
 wo-oh,      I

             
 can't help mi

    
ssin' you
           
Still,      wi

           
ll I always wi

                     
ll wo-oh
           
Thrills,    Ki

           
lls and Sunday

                         
 pills wo-oh

Alright......

                

[Solo]
(Solo starts)
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[Pre-Chorus]
             
I'll be shooti

             
ng for thrills

              
 when I walk o

         
ut that door
              
Don't turn aro

        
und and say yo

u need me anym

ore
             
Poppin' pieces

             
 of pills up o

              
ff the lounge 

     
room floor
              
You say it's h

             
ard to care an

           
ymore

[Chorus]
          
Kills,     Thr

            
ills and Sunda

             
y pills, wo-oh

            
, I'm on a mis

   
sion to
           
Kill,        s

           
till cause not

             
hin' thrills  

             
 wo-oh, I can'

            
t help missin'

 you
           
Still,      wi

           
ll I always wi

                     
ll wo-oh
           
Thrills,    Ki

           
lls and Sunday

                         
 pills wo-oh