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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
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<- repeat 4x? -> | <- riff 1 ->
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so you been to school for a year or two
[Verse 1]
(riff 1)
So you been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl
G D
Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
G D
On your five grand stereo
G D
Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold
G D
And the slums got so much soul
[Pre-Chorus]
D C G C A
It's time to taste what you most fear
D C G C A
Right Guard will not help you here
A B C B
Brace yourself, my dear
A B C D
Brace yourself, my dear
[Chorus]
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
It's tough kid but it's life
C A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A G F (riff 1)
Don't forget to pack a wife
[Verse 2]
(riff 1)
You're a Star-Belly Sneech you suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
G D
Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back
G D
For a bowl of rice a day
G D
Slave for soldiers till you starve
G D
Then your head is skewered on a stake
[Pre-Chorus]
D C G C A
Now you can go where the people are one
D C G C A
Now you can go where they get things done
A B C B
What you need, my son
A B C D
What you need, my son
[Chorus]
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
Where people dress in black
C A C D
A holiday in Cambodia
C A G F riff1
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
[Instrumental]
A C D F A C D F A C D F
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot,
[Chorus]
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
Where you'll do what your told
C A C D
A holiday in Cambodia
C A G F C A
Where the slums got so much soul Pol Pot
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D|--------------------------7-7-7------------------------------------------|
A|----------7-6---------9-8---------7-6---------9-8------------------------|
E|--8-8-8-5-----8-8-8-5-----------5-----8-8-8-5----------------------------|
<- repeat 4x? -> | <- riff 1 ->
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A|------------------------------|------------------------------------------|
E|------8-8-8-7---6---5-5-5-----|----------8-8-8---7------6-----5-5-5------|
so you been to school for a year or two
[Verse 1]
(riff 1)
So you been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl
G D
Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
G D
On your five grand stereo
G D
Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold
G D
And the slums got so much soul
[Pre-Chorus]
D C G C A
It's time to taste what you most fear
D C G C A
Right Guard will not help you here
A B C B
Brace yourself, my dear
A B C D
Brace yourself, my dear
[Chorus]
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
It's tough kid but it's life
C A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A G F (riff 1)
Don't forget to pack a wife
[Verse 2]
(riff 1)
You're a Star-Belly Sneech you suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
G D
Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back
G D
For a bowl of rice a day
G D
Slave for soldiers till you starve
G D
Then your head is skewered on a stake
[Pre-Chorus]
D C G C A
Now you can go where the people are one
D C G C A
Now you can go where they get things done
A B C B
What you need, my son
A B C D
What you need, my son
[Chorus]
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
Where people dress in black
C A C D
A holiday in Cambodia
C A G F riff1
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
[Instrumental]
A C D F A C D F A C D F
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot,
[Chorus]
A C D
It's a holiday in Cambodia
C A C D
Where you'll do what your told
C A C D
A holiday in Cambodia
C A G F C A
Where the slums got so much soul Pol Pot
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