Social Disease

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

(most of the time, the base alternates between the tonic and fifth ie in D:  /D /A /D /A)
  
D    G/E    D/F#    Gsus2 G    Asus4 A    D    G/D     D

/A    /B    /C#

D                               G/D D            D7
My bulldog is barking in the backyard
  G                                        D/F#  E
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave
        D                                         B
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing
E                                            A    D/B
Disturbance going to crucify my days

A/C#    D                                             /B    D7/F#
And the days they get longer and longer
            G                               /F#  E       
And the nighttime is a time of little use
        D                A/C# B  
For I just get ugly and    older
       E             A                            D
I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose

            Bm7                                     G7
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
       Bm7                                      G7
I get bombed for dinner time and tea
              D                A                    G
I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
        D                     A     D/B A/C#  D        G/D D                          
I'm a genuine example of a social     disease

My landlady lives in a caravan
Well that is when she isn't in my arms
And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness
But my liquor also helps to grease her palms

And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
And they're falling apart at the seams
Well I just get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
  
        D                     A     D/B A/C#  D        G/D D  G  D                         
I'm a genuine example of a social     disease

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