Intro:
E             B
Brittle Bones Nicky
       Dbm        Ab
He was crafty and tricky
         E        B         Dbm   Ab
And that son of a xxxxx was gold
           E        B         Dbm
Yeah, that son of a xxxxx was gold

Verse 1:
Dbm                      Dbm
Wires got crossed when I was about 3
                     Dbm         Ab
Dad had bloody heavy hands, used them on me
                    Dbm                         Dbm
My mamma? Bless her heart, 'cause she gave me a start
                    Dbm      Eb
She got killed, bad man, dad stiffed in a scam
               Dbm                     Dbm
Grew up in the system, bounced, couple homes
           Dbm             Ab
This woman Mary, gifted me hand-me-down clothes
           Dbm                        Dbm
Shy at the start, 'til this guy named Shifty
                   Dbm              Eb
Who had 100 pounds on me called me "Brittle Bones Nicky"
  Dbm                   Dbm
a target aimed straight at my face
    Dbm            Ab
Big house of kids, cred is cake
        Dbm                        Dbm
Rounded up a couple bucks, got it freshly baked
Dbm
Sat down to dinner
       Ab
Put it right in his face
Dbm          Eb      Dbm
Right in his xxxxxxx face (In his face!)

Chorus:
Dbm        A     E             B
You're not gonna push me around
Dbm       A      E           B
You can't get me down, down, down (Down!)
Dbm        A     E             B
You're not gonna push me around (Nooo!)
Dbm       A      E           B
You can't get me down, down, down (Down!)

Interlude: Dbm

Verse 2:
                      Dbm               Dbm
Bounce ahead a couple years, king of my peers
             Dbm              Ab
We biked the block, cheersin' pretty girls beers
                  Dbm                  Dbm
Did alright for myself, petty thefts I pulled
                Dbm             Eb
I dropped outta school, built a circle of bulls
             Dbm                    Dbm
Needing more money, covered head to toe
      Dbm                  Ab
Snuck up, sucker, took his stash, and drove
    Dbm                  Ab
The cash stashed, it was pouring in
     Dbm         Eb
Bulk of it up my nose
    Dbm         Ab
How dumb I was, twenty-one
    Dbm           Eb
And WAY out of control
    Dbm                  Ab
The cops kicked down the door
          Dbm                Eb
She did a line right off my (Woah!)
      Dbm               Ab
Said "That's one way to go down"
     Dbm           Eb
Knew I was hard as rock
     Dbm   Eb      Dbm
Knew I was hard as rock (Hard as rock!)

Chorus:
Dbm        A     E             B
You're not gonna push me around
Dbm       A      E           B
You can't get me down, down, down (Down!)
Dbm        A     E             B
You're not gonna push me around (Nooo!)
Dbm       A      E           B
You can't get me down, down, down (Down!)

Verse 3:
Dbm
Bars, new world, who could I trust?
Ab
Killers were nice, smugglers were rough
      E
Met a man named Ben, quite sharp and witty
A                   Ab
Gave me books about money and cities
Dbm
Taught me ropes, only years coulda gained
       Ab
Looked out for each other, M.O's the same
     E
That night I heard Ben, turning 50 in May
A                    Ab
Yellin' so loud, two decades we aged
Dbm
Found him cornered, pants down, shanked
       A                       Ab
Didn't even think twice, man I barely blinked

(I barely blinked, barely blinked)

Verse 4:
      Dbm        A              E            B
If it cost me my life, man, I'd save my only friend
       Dbm               A
That's something I could live with
        E                  B
I could take that 'til the end
      Dbm        A              E            B
If it cost me my life, man, I'd save my only friend
        Dbm              A
That's something I could live with
        E                  B
I could take that 'til the end (Hey!)

Chorus:
Dbm        A     E             B
You're not gonna push me around
Dbm       A      E           B
You can't get me down, down, down (Down!)
Dbm        A     E             B
You're not gonna push me around (Nooo!)
Dbm       A      E           B
You can't get me down, down, down (Down!)

Outro:
          Dbm              Dbm
Now every morning, coffee, park
                   Dbm                  Dbm
Walking around the city, deals light or dark
    Dbm                Ab         Dbm                  Eb
I'm straight edge as a punk, well-mannered, and I feel free
         Dbm                   Ab
Tried to do what I thought was best
           Dbm                      Eb
And that's coming to the grave with me
     Dbm            Ab              Dbm           Ab
As I lay here in my final nights, I try to have a laugh
         Dbm             Ab
I didn't win the game of life
         Dbm          (nc)
But I'd give myself a pass
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