Sick Boys Social Distortion
Social Distortian - Sick Boys
VERSES AND CHORUS:
[G#]ove[G#]r a[C#]nd [D#]over again throughout the whole song.
INTRO:
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VERSE1:
[G#]Sick Boy [G#] In his [C#]faded leath[D#]er jeans
Sick Boy Black Leather Jacket Scene
Sick Boy He's always in trouble with the law
Don'tcha Know Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy He carry a switch blade knife
Sick Boy Likes to get into fights
Sick Boy He'll go drinkin' with the boys
All Night long Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
VERSE2:
[G#]Sick Boy [G#] He ride[C#]s a big mot[D#]orbike
Sick Boy He combs his hair up just right
Sick Boy With tattoes up 'n down his arms
Don'tcha Know Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy He's got a girl wrapped around his arm
Sick Boy With his street-like (light?) charm
Sick Boy He'll make love to her all night
Don'tcha Know Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
He's a Sick Boy
Such a Sick Boy
We're all Sick Boys
I'm a Sick Boy
STRUCTURE:
intro
verse1
intro again
verse2
Corrections welcome
mike roark > "Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window
> and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll
> rot like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage.
> That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all." - J. Heller
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