All My Friends Are Nobodies Chords

capo: 3rd fret

[intro]

Am F C G
Am F Am F
Am F C G
Am F G G

[verse (1)]

Am                          F
  to all my friends who are just like me
C                    G
  another cog in the big machine
Am                      F
  another victim of the industry
G
  it just don’t mean nothing to me
F
  to all the lost who have had enough
C
  to everybody that has given up
Am                       F
  life is tough, are you tough enough?
G
  it just don’t mean nothing to me

[chorus (1)]

C
Got a belly full of that pesticide
Yeah, ain’t it cool? we were born to die
Halleluja! chica chica ride
Gonna full ya with them white lines

[chorus (2)]

          Am                  F
To all my friends who’ve had enough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
          Am                    F
To all my friends who’ve had it rough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
               Am F G G
We’ll pick you up

[verse (2)]

Am                          F
  to all my friends who are just like me
C                       G
  another face, another nobody
Am                       F
  lies are cheap but the truth ain’t free
C                  G
It just don’t mean nothing to me
Am                           F
  to all the ones who aren’t good enough
C                         G
  to everybody that don’t measure up
F
Life is rough, are you rough enough?
G
It just don’t mean nothing to me

[chorus (1)]

C
Got a belly full of that pesticide
Yeah, ain’t it cool? we were born to die
Halleluja! chica chica ride
Gonna full ya with them white lines

[chorus (2)]

          Am                  F
To all my friends who’ve had enough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
          Am                    F
To all my friends who’ve had it rough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
               Am F C G C
We’ll pick you up

[int]

Bb   F   C   Bb   F   G

[bridge]

C
Smoke em if ya got em
Cuz we're not to be forgotten
A broke future don't mean our hearts gotta turn rotten
Our backs tied to a land slide got us crawling
Callin’ out to the lost and the fallen

[outro]

          Am                  F
To all my friends who’ve had enough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

          Am                  F
To all my friends who’ve had enough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
          Am                    F
To all my friends who’ve had it rough
              C                    G
If you should fall, we’ll pick you up
               Am
We’ll pick you up
               Am F G G
We’ll pick you up