Intro: D A G X2
D G X2
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Verse 1:
Bm G Bm G
If you can play on the fiddle, how's about a British jig and reel
D G
Speaking king's English in quotation as railhead towns feel the steel mills rust
D G
Water frozen in the generation
Bm G Bm G
Clear as winter ice, this is your paradise
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Chorus:
D G
There ain't no need for ya, there ain't no need for ya
D G
Go straight to hell boys, go straight to hell boys
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Verse 2:
Bm G Bm G
Wanna join in a chorus of the Amerasian blues
D G
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh city, kiddie say pappa pappa pappa pappa pappa san take me home
D G
See me got photo, photo, photograph of you mamma mamma mamma san of you and mamma mamma mamma san
Bm G Bm G
Let me tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid, it ain't Coca Cola it's rice
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Chorus:
D G
Straight to hell boys, go straight to hell boys
D G
Go straight to hell boys, go straight to hell boys
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Bm G Bm G
Oh pappa san, please take me home, oh pappa san, everybody they wanna go home so mamma san says
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D A G X2
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Verse 3
Bm G Bm G
You wanna play mind crazed banjo on the druggy drag ragtime U.S.A.
D G
In Parkland International, heh, junkiedom U.S.A.
D G
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove and rat poison the volatile Molatov says
Bm G Bm G
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, straight to hell
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D G
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Verse 4:
Bm G Bm G
Can you really cough it up loud and strong the immigrants they wanna sing all night long
D G
It could be anywhere most likely could be any frontier any hemisphere
D G
No man's land
Bm G Bm G
And there ain't no asylum here, king Solomon he never lived round here
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Chorus:
D G
Straight to hell boys, go straight to hell boys
D G
Go straight to hell boys, go straight to hell boys (to fade)
