Cancer keyboard

Cancer

• Intro

SONG:   CANCER
ARTIST: JESSE WELLES
VIDEO:  https://youtu.be/m7J_CSepuRw?si=E8TKqxx5bsOBxZwp
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  [email protected]


                                  CANCER
                               JESSE WELLES

CAPO: 4th FRET

Intro
C  C  C  C


Verse
                  C
Cancer's getting meaner
                         G
And it ain't never been fun
                                 F
Supposed to get you when you're old
                                 C
And now it gets you when you're young

                         C
Cancer's always been depressing
                     G
Cancer's never been pleasant
                         F
It don't care if you're royal
                        C
Don't care if you're a peasant

N.C.
Well then what causes it


Chorus
                F
Everything you ate
                      C
The sleep you didn't get
                  G
Your job and the air
                        C
And the water and your bed

             F
The sun and red meat
                       C
All the fishes in the sea

They're all a bunch of cantankerous
 G                 F          C
Cancer-causin' carcenogenic SOB's


Verse
                 C
It's like them apocalyptic folks
                   G   G7
Off the newer Mad Max
                  G
MonSanta Claus delivered
         F              C
All the cancer in your ass


Chorus
                          F
But it's from the purple ketchup
               C
The BPA's and microplastics
      G                   C
Just hope it don't go mistastic

                      F
It's meaner than the meanest
                C G/B Am
Meaner than the ru-u-mors
               C
It's your own personalized pan
 G              F            C
Pizza Hut home grown little tumor, take it


Instrumental
F    C    G     F  C


Break
C             F
It'll make an atheist plead with God
           C
Hard core bumper sticker christian give up
    G
MonSanta Claus is a checking his list
         F                   C
And the cancer don't give a fuck


Instrumental
F    C    G     F  C


Verse
               C
Cancer of the head
                      G
Shoulders, knees and toes
                  G7                   G
I wish I had the patent on the cancer screenin'
          F               C
I'd be a printin' cancer dough

              C
Cancer is as lucrative
                 G
A business as a war
           G7
So if you ain't expectin' peace
      F
Then why expect a cure

     C
E -3-x-

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