Oom Sha La La

              D
The milk is sour
                       G
I've barely been to college
                 D
And I've been doubtful
                    G
Of all that I have dreamed of
                   D                         G
The brink of my existence essentially is a comedy
                 D                       G
The gap in my teeth and all that I can cling to
 

              D
The milk is sour
    G
Sha la la
 D
Oom oom sha la la
 F
Oom sha la la
 E          Eb    D
Oom oom sha la la
 

             D
The milk is sour
                   G
With olives on my thumbs
                      D                           G
And all that I have stuck to and all that I have clung to
                   D
I've felt like a dog
                            G
This world that I have trusted
                     D                        G
Has been over and busted and rusted by an arbitrary sonogram
 

D
Sha la la
  G
Oom oom sha la la
  D
Oom sha la la
  G
Oom oom sha la la
  D
Oom sha la la
  F
Oom oom sha la la
  E
Oom sha la la
  Eb        D
Oom oom sha la la
 

             D
The milk is sour
                  G
With olives on my thumbs
                  D
And I've been out full
                   G
Of all that I have dreamed of
                   D                         G
The brink of my existence essentially is a comedy
                D                        G
The gap in my teeth and all that I can cling to
 

              D
The milk is sour
 
Sha la la
  G
Oom oom sha la la
  D
Oom sha la la
  D
Oom oom sha la la
 D
Oom sha la la
 F
Oom oom sha la la
 E
Oom sha la la
 Eb          D
Oom oom sha la la
 

Dm D               Dm
If you don't go outside
                        D
Well nothing's gonna happen
               A          D                       G
She'll never write her number on a crumpled up napkin
              A       D
She'll never be your ego
                    G
She'll never be a bandit
              A      D                    Dm          D
She'll never get to eat you like your heart's a pomegranate
 

                      D
I'm throwing out the milk
                G
The olives got old
                  D                       G
I'm tired of my mind getting heavy with mold
                     D
I need to start a garden
                    G
I need to start a garden
                     D
I need to start a garden
                     G
I need to start a garden!
 

                 D              G
Donna start a garden in my backyard
                     D          G
I'm gonna start a garden in my backyard
                     D                  G
'Cause making this song up is just as hard
                     D                  G
'Cause making this song up is just as hard
 

 D
Oom sha la la
  G
Oom oom sha la la
  D
Oom sha la la
  G
Oom oom sha la la
  D
Oom sha la la
 G
Oom oom sha la la
  F
Sha la la
  E
Sha la la
  Eb
Sha la la
 
Sha la
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