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± BPM (tempo): ♩ = 110 beats per minute
Chorus:
Bm
I’m friends with the monster
A G
That’s under my bed,
Bm
Get along with the voices
A G
Inside of my head.
Bm
You’re trying to save me;
A G
Stop holding your breath.
Bm
And you think I’m crazy,
A G
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Bm
I wanted the fame,
A
But not the cover of Newsweek.
G
Oh, well, guess beggars can’t be choosy.
Bm A
Wanted to receive attention for my music,
G
Wanted to be left alone in public.
Bm
Excuse me for wanting my cake and eat it too
A
And wanting it both ways.
G
Fame made me a balloon ‘cause my ego inflated
Bm A
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
G
‘Cause all I wanted to do’s
Be the Bruce Lee of loose-leaf.
Bm A
Abused ink, used it as a tool
G
When I blew steam.
Ooh! Hit the lottery, ooh wee,
Bm
But with what I gave up
A
To get was bittersweet.
G
It was like winning a huge meet.
Ironic, ‘cause I think
Bm A
I’m getting so huge I need a shrink.
I’m beginning to lose sleep.
G
One sheep, two sheep…
Bm A
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith.
G
But I’m actually weirder than you think
‘Cause I…
Chorus:
Bm
I’m friends with the monster
A G
That’s under my bed,
Bm
Get along with the voices
A G
Inside of my head.
Bm
You’re trying to save me;
A G
Stop holding your breath.
Bm
And you think I’m crazy,
A G
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Bm
Well, that’s nothing.
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Bm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh.
Bm
Well, that’s nothing.
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Bm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Bm
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
Bm
No, I ain’t much of a poet
A
But I know somebody once told me
G
To seize the moment
And don’t squander it,
‘Cause you never know
Bm
When it all could be over tomorrow.
A
So I keep conjuring.
G
Sometimes I wonder
Where these thoughts spawn from.
Bm A
(Yeah, ponder it. And do you want this?
G
No wonder you losing your mind,
The way it wanders.)
Bm
Yodel-odel-ay-ee-hoo.
A
I think you’ve been wandering off down
G
Yonder and stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen,
Bm A
‘Cause I need an interventionist
G
To intervene between me and this monster
Bm
And save me from myself
A
And all this conflict,
G
‘Cause the very thing
That I love’s killing me
And I can’t conquer it.
Bm A
My OCD’s conking me in the head.
G
Keep knocking, nobody’s home.
I’m sleepwalking.
Bm
I’m just relaying
A
What the voice in my head saying.
G
Don’t shoot the messenger.
I’m just friends with the…
Chorus:
Bm
I’m friends with the monster
A G
That’s under my bed,
Bm
Get along with the voices
A G
Inside of my head.
Bm
You’re trying to save me;
A G
Stop holding your breath.
Bm
And you think I’m crazy,
A G
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Bm
Well, that’s nothing.
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Bm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh.
Bm
Well, that’s nothing.
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Bm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Bm
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
Bm A
Call me crazy, but I had this vision
G
One day that I’ll walk
Amongst you a regular civilian.
Bm
But, until then,
A
Drums get killed,
G
And I’m coming straight at MC’s;
Blood gets spilled. And I
Bm
Take it back to the days
A
That I get on a Dre track.
G
Give every kid who got played at
Pumped up feeling
Bm
And shit to say back
A
To the kids who play ’em.
G
I ain’t here to save the fucking children,
Bm A
But if one kid out of a hundred million
G
Who are going through a struggle
Feels and relates, that’s great.
Bm A
It’s payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
G
In the draft. Turn nothing into something.
Bm
Still can make that
A G
Straw into gold, chump. I will spin
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack.
Bm A G
Maybe I need a straightjacket. Face facts:
Gadd11+ G
I am nuts for real. But I’m okay with that;
It’s nothing. I’m still friends with the…
Chorus:
Bm
I’m friends with the monster
A G
That’s under my bed,
Bm
Get along with the voices
A G
Inside of my head.
Bm
You’re trying to save me;
A G
Stop holding your breath.
Bm
And you think I’m crazy,
A G
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Bm
I’m friends with the monster
A G
That’s under my bed,
(Get along with,)
Bm
Get along with the voices
A G
Inside of my head.
(You’re tryna,)
Bm
You’re trying to save me;
A G
Stop holding your breath.
(And you think,)
Bm
And you think I’m crazy,
A G
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Bm
Well, that’s nothing.
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Bm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh.
Bm
Well, that’s nothing.
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Bm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A G
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
Published 31.12.13