No set strumming pattern, be creative!
The 3 songs are separated into sections themselves


[Greetings from Mary Bell Township!]

[Intro]

            
     Do-wop, b

            
a, do-wop, ba,

           
 do-wop, ba, d

o, ba-ba-ba
           
Do-wop, ba, do

            
-wop, ba, do-w

        
op, ba...

Good morning!


[Verse 1]
           
White picket f

ences
            
Barbed wire an

 
d trenches
             
Trick or treat

        
, merry Christ

mas
            
Howdy neighbor

            
, thank you Je

sus
             
Oh, what is he

             
 building in t

          
hat painted la

dy?
            
A participatio

              
n-trophy-wife 

   
or blonde, blu

e-eyed baby?

             
Wide-eyed and 

          
wired, the sna

              
p-crackle-pop 

       
of the Geiger
             
Camouflage bil

            
lboards for le

ad-lined Brook

s Brothers
            
You elbow the 

            
jukebox and si

ng “Duck and C

over"
             
And breed out 

             
our incisors, 

            
feed on white 

         
wine and Pfize

r
            
It don’t look 

              
like survival,

       
 b-but buy now

 or die


[Chorus]
          
Suburbia--a--a


--a
            
You’re not alo

   
--o--o--ne
             
The lights are

    
 o--o--o--on
            
But no one’s h

ome
          
So, welcome ho

   
me


[Verse 2]
             
Myers-Briggs, 


OKULTRA
            
Takes a villag

              
e to fake a wh

    
ole culture
             
Your ear to th

              
e playground, 

     
your eye on th

e ball
            
Your head in t

              
he gutter, you

  
r brains on th

e wall

             
Oh well, Home 

             
is where the h

eart is
            
You ain’t home

              
less, but you’

   
re heartless
         
It’s the safes

t on the marke

t
            
But you still 

              
gotta watch wh

        
ere you park i

t


[Verse 3]
             
So give me you

            
r half-life cr

isis
            
I can tell tha

              
t you know whe

   
re paradise is
             
Where parasite

              
s don’t care w

              
hat your blood

 
 type is
            
Only pheromone

          
s and serotoni

n decide

             
If it's true t

             
hat a snowflak

            
e only matters

      
 in a blizzard

Everyone knows

 that nobody k

nows that

Everybody’s al

l up in my, ev

erybody’s all 

up in my

Everybody’s al

l up in my bus

iness


[Chorus]
          
Suburbia--a--a


--a
            
Where you belo

   
--o--o--ng
             
The lights are

    
 o--o--o--on
            
But no one’s h

ome
         
So, welcome ho

me


[Bridge]
            
Ch-ch-chameleo

              
n peacocks are

          
 talk of the t

own
              
Well, word get

            
s around on hi

         
t number stati

ons
          
He cums radiat

ion
            
The dog bites 

            
the postman wh

            
ile basement e

    
yes dream
            
Of a night at 

              
the drive-in w

       
ith an AR-15



[(Vampire) Culture]

[Intro]

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I dropped my e


yeballs in the

 bonfire, we f

ucked on a bed

 of nails
            
I caught Kuru 

              
from your sist

              
er and died la

          
ughing in jail
            
Smell those sc

reaming teenag

e sweetbreads 

on the 4th of 

July grill

Smile and wave

, boys, kiss t

he cook, live 

laugh and love

, please pass 

the pills


[Verse 3]
          
It’s only cult

ure, it’s only

 culture
            
It’s only cu--

         
u--ulture, sul

fur, smoke, an

d soot
              
You learned to

 
 torture house

 cats like vul

tures
              
You cocked and

 
 sucked your l

ack of empathy

,
Pulled the trigger with your foot to prove you’ve got-


[Chorus]
            
Blood, didn’t 

              
they want your

 
 blood?
            
So why apologi

              
ze for being b

        
lue and cold?
            
Blood, didn’t 

              
they want your

 
 blood?
             
So don’t apolo

              
gize for being

          
 blue and cold


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[Verse 4]
          
It’s only cult

ure, it’s only

 culture
          
It’s only ah, 

ah, ah, ah
N,C,
Culture’s not your friend
              
Hey, fuck your

 
 culture, I ai

n’t got no cul

ture
          
It’s only cult

ure, and it's 

more afraid of

 you than you 

are of it

Go on, drink t

hat-


[Chorus]
            
Blood, didn’t 

              
they want your

 
 blood?
            
So why apologi

              
ze when you tu

            
rn blue and co

ld?
            
Blood, didn’t 

              
they want your

 
 blood?
             
So don’t apolo

              
gize for being

          
 blue and cold


[Bridge]

Were you Nabok

ov to a Saling

er?

Jung to Freud 

or Dass to a L

eary?

Were you mothe

r, daughter, s

ubject, and au

thor?

You don’t make

 the rules, yo

u just write t

hem down and d

o it by the bo

ok you throw a

round



[Love Me, Normally]

[Outro]
             
Do you know th

              
e difference b

       
etween blazing

 trails and sl

ash-and-burn?
             
Going against 

              
the grain and 

             
catching splin

      
ters?
             
You pull out y

              
our Rorschach 

       
like a paint-b

y-numbers trea

sure map
             
The ink upon y

              
our jigsaw pie

            
ce trace you b

            
ack to your fi

ngerprints

             
Well Lot he ha

             
d his lot in l

             
ife, Job his j

              
ob and I guess

        
 you'll too, w

ill die
            
The Lord looke

              
d down, said, 

             
“Hey, you’re o

            
nly mortal”
             
Giveth and tak

             
eth away ‘til 

             
things come ou

    
t a certain wa

y
             
Leave you wond

              
ering when the

             
y might go bac

     
k to normal

            
Leave you wond

              
ering why they

         
 can’t have ju

        
st been normal

...


[Piano Outro]
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Key:
* - Single sturm
~ - Hold