Dinner Song

Intro: Em Em6 C G C D D G [Verso 1] G G C D Half pack in the morning when I'm reading the news G G C D And my pants are unbuckled, my laces are loose Em Em6 C G I will sleep in on Sundays and sit at my stoop G D D G And I'll write some more songs about canned goods and soups [Verso 2] G G C D Oh brother, oh darlin', oh mother, oh man G G C D Why is every damn song about bottles and cans? Em Em6 C G Well, I'd write about something but something ain't here C D D G So I'll sit in my bad luck and a twelve pack of beer [Verso 3] G G C D Hotdog for breakfast and a corndog for lunch G G C D An eighth of some OJ and a half ounce of runts Em Em6 C G I will smoke it with paper, I smoke it with glass C D D G Won't think about my future, won't think about my past Em Em6 C G Now lose all sense of time and reason Em Em6 C G Now I spend the whole season just dwelling on what I was thinking G G C D But thinkin' ain't workin', and thinkin' ain't feelin' G G C D And thinkin' ain't eatin', and thinkin' ain't drinkin' Em Em6 C G C D G So I'll eat a grilled cheese and a can of baked beans and some Cinammon Toast Crunch for dinner Outro: Oh, I'll eat a grilled cheese and a can of baked beans and some Cinammon Toast Crunch for dinner *Yodelling*