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My Chemical Romance
Capo on 1st fret. [Intro] (strum fast) [Verse 1] Drugs! Gimme me drugs Gimme me drugs I don’t need it but I’ll sell what you got Take the cash and I’ll keep it Eight legs to the wall hit the gas kill ’em all G D (strum fast) And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl you’ll be my detonator Love gimme me love gimme me love I don’t need it but I’ll take what I want from your heart and keep it in a bag in a box with an X on the floor gimme me more gimme me more D (strum fast) Shut up and sing it with me [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na From mall security Na Na Na Na Na Na Na To every enemy Na Na Na Na Na Na Na We’re on your property Standing in V formation Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Let’s blow an artery Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Eat plastic surgery Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Keep your apology Give us more detonation More! Gimme more! Gimme more! [Verse 2] Oh let me tell ya ’bout the sad man Shut up and let me see your jazz hands Remember when you were a madman Thought you were Batman And hit the party with a gas can D (strum fast) Kiss me you animal [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na You run the company Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Fuck like a Kennedy Na Na Na Na Na Na Na I think we’d rather be Burning your information Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Let’s blow an artery Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Eat plastic surgery Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Keep your apology Give us more detonation [Verse 3] (same as verse 1) And right here Right now All the way in Battery City The little children Raised their open filthy palms Like tiny daggers up to heaven And all the juvee halls And the ritalin rats Ask angels made from neon and fucking garbage Scream out! "What will save us?" And the sky opened up [Bridge] Everybody wants to change the world Everybody wants to change the world But no one No one wants to die Wanna try wanna try wanna try Wanna try wanna try now G (strum fast) I’ll be your detonator [Solo] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Make no apologies Na Na Na Na Na Na Na It’s death or victory Na Na Na Na Na Na Na On my authority Crash and burn Young and loaded Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Drop like a bulletshell Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Dress like a sleeper cell Na Na Na Na Na Na Na I’d rather go to hell Than be in purgatory ? Cut my hair Gag and bore me ? Pull this pin Let this world explode