Intro: Am Am F D7
 
(nc)
(Remus:)Let's start from the beginning
Am
Adam and Eve bought knowledge
Am
For the small price of a little sin
F
They also lost eternal life
           D7
But what’s fruit without the pits?
 
(L: Apples don't have pits)
Am
I am the Duke and it's high time that I dropped in
    F
And since you haven’t puked yet
                   D7
We'll know they're wrong when they call you sick
Am
It's unicorn horns and dragon tails
Am
Roman's dull creativity
F
If you want the spectrum a to Z
     D7
Then you'll need a little help from me
Am
From unicorn xxxx to rats impaled
Am
I give these thoughts generously
F
If you really wanna challenge your viewership
     D7
Then you'll need to stop limiting me
 

     Am
(T:) What in the sh t have I been drinking
 
(L: It's fine)
 

     Am
(P:) It isn’t you, these thoughts you’re thinking
 

       F
(V:) Alright! You've got to stop this guy from singing
 
      D7
(Re:) I love how hard you try it’s so cute! Let's resume, sure
Am
People don't like me much Thomas
Am
But that's only just ’cause I'm honest
F
Good and bad is all made up nonsense
 

      D7
(Ro:) Bro I'm gonna whip your butt!
 
      (nc)
(Re:) Do you promise? Thomas
 
Speaking of honesty
 
Recently a snake offered me a morsel from a tree of knowledge
               Am
He said you're wanting to be more honest
       Am
And be direct, dealing with your issues
   F
No longer will you deceive yourself
          D7
G#out the ugliness within you, NEAT!
Am
You wanna face facts I've got one
                Am
Your late-night thoughts get pretty sick dude
       F
If you shared those musings with your friends
  D7
I doubt they would forgive you
            Am
Even though everybody sins
Am
Everybody Dies
F
Why deny yourself knowledge say~
D7
Knowledge of yourself
 
 
          Am
You don't need to feel ashamed with your dear old duke
         Am
You need not feign decency
F
You see this house on fire I see it too
      D7
Cause you got a fiend in me
   Am
So clap your feet and stomp your hands
    Am
And dance off your booty cheeks
        F
You can then bed your bottom I'll still be around
     D7
When all your loved ones leave
(nc)
Imagine with me!
Am
Licking the blowhole of a dolphin
Am
Your best bud trapped inside a coffin
F
Your grandma chocking on a losinge
D7
Your pet dog stuffed into a sausage
Am
These sorts of things are only thought in
    Am
The mind of a man whose soul is truly rotten
   F
So let all your hopes of heaven be forgotten
      D7                                        Am
Cause your head's not in the gutter pal it's in hell~
Am
Hell~
F
Hell~
D7
The kind of mind you only find in Hell
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