Dont Feed The Trolls Ukulele

	  		
verse 1 
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Lucy had a steamboat, the steamboat had a bell 
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Lucy went to heaven but she still felt like hell 
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So she only gave it two stars 
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Worst place ever 

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She's the kind of person, anyway she tries 
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Always disappointed so she never feels surprised 
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When she is always disappointed 

Pre-Chorus 1 
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She holds my hand like I'm a barbed wire fence 
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Dance like they're watching you 'cause they are watching you 


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 And when the bright lights find you 
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 Don't let your heart get lazy 
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 Keep all the worst behind you 
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 That stuff will make you crazy

Em                          F#m 
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 
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Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 


verse 2 
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Hello operator, please give me number nine 
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If you disconnect me I think that would be fine 
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Because all I can hear is talking 
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So much talking 

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Appreciate the outrage, I did the best I could 
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I thought about your think piece, I don't think it's any good 
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And anyway, I didn't read it 

Pre-Chorus 2 
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Who writes this stuff? 'Cause it makes no sense 
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I just checked my privilege and it looks fine to me 


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 And when the bright lights find you 
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 They're gonna shine right through you 
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 Keep all the worst behind you 
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 Don't let the words get to you 

Em                          F#m 
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 
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Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 


verse 3 
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The flies are in the meadow, the bees are in the park 
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Girls and boys are kissing as we stumble in the dark 
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And we don't have a lot of time left 

Pre-Chorus 3 
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 You clutch your chest, you fake a heart attack 
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 Laugh it up, nothing looks good on me 
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 Somebody called, they want their something back 
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 I'm not a piece of meat, I guess I'd like to be 


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 And when the bright lights find you 
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Bro, come on, bro, don't tase me 
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 Keep all the worst behind you 
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 That stuff will make you crazy 

Em                          F#m 
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 
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Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 
Em                          F#m 
Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 
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Don't read the comments and don't feed the trolls 


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