You're A Germ(Chords)

	        

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CHORDS: 
       G5  B5 A#5   G   A#  C   D   B 
E|------------------3---6---3---5---7-| 
B|------------------3---6---5---7---7-| 
G|------------------4---7---5---7---8-| 
D|-----5---9---8----5---8---5---7---9-| 
A|-----5---9---8----5---8---3---5---9-| 
E|-----3---7---6----3---6-----------7-| 

G5     B5     G5    B5 

G5              B5                         G5 
George rides a bike, to pick her up from school  
                        B5 
He likes her cause she's pure 
                                  G5 
She likes him cause she heard he's cool 
 A#5                   G5 
You're a germ, twist my own sights 
   A#5                        G5 pause G5 pause A#5 pause A#5 pause 
You're a germ, we hear the fight 

G   A# C D  G                     G 
          ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh    ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh 
            B                    B 
          ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh    ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh 
            G                     G 
          ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh    ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh 
            B                    B 
          ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh    ooh  ooh  ooh  ooh 
  
G5               B5     G5 
This is not exploring, When you are dead inside 
                B5                         G5 
What were you before him' I dwell, i dwell 
           A#5               G5 
Makes me Scream, twist my own sights 
          A#5 
Makes me scream. 
         G                             G 
We hear the one! two! three! four! five! six! seven! 
  

                     G   D        G        D 
You Ain't going to Heaven (i dwell, i dwell) 
                           G    D        G        D 
Don't think you're going to hell (i dwell, i dwell) 
                          G       D        G        D 
With Mom and Dad you can tell them (i dwell, i dwell) 
                 G            D        G        D 
You're a guilty fucker as well (i dwell, i dwell)
  


G5                       B5 
 George takes her to the mic 
                               G5 
plays the same songs every year      
                          B5 
His leather looks pretty cheap 
                               G5 
And the clock gives somehow fear 
  
          A#5                G5 
 You're a creep, twist my own sights 
          A#5 
 You're a Creep 

  G                             G 
 We hear the one! two! three! four! five! six! seven! 



                     G   D        G        D 
You Ain't going to Heaven (i dwell, i dwell) 
                           G    D        G        D 
Don't think you're going to hell (i dwell, i dwell) 
                          G       D        G        D 
With Mom and Dad you can tell them (i dwell, i dwell) 
                 G            D        G        D 
You're a guilty fucker as well (i dwell, i dwell)
  


 

                     G   D        G        D 
YEAH! You Ain't going to Heaven (i dwell, i dwell) 
                           G    D        G        D 
Don't think you're going to hell (i dwell, i dwell 
                          G       D        G        D 
With Mom and Dad you can tell them (i dwell, i dwell 
                 G            D        G        D 
You're a guilty fucker as well (i dwell, i dwell)  
 G       G 
HAHAHAHAHA

	        

Written by Joel Amey/Theo Ellis/Joff Oddie/Ellie Rowsell