Dinner Song

Intro: 
Em Em6 C G 
C D D G 

 
G                G                C           D 
Half pack in the morning when I'm reading the news 
       G           G           C         D 
And my pants are unbuckled, my laces are loose 
       Em          Em6         C         G 
I will sleep in on Sundays and sit at my stoop 
         G               D           D                G 
And I'll write some more songs about canned goods and soups 
 

 
   G            G          C           D 
Oh brother, oh darlin', oh mother, oh man 
       G          G          C           D 
Why is every damn song about bottles and cans? 
          Em          Em6           C               G 
Well, I'd write about something but something ain't here 
        C         D              D              G 
So I'll sit in my bad luck and a twelve pack of beer 
 

 
G          G               C           D 
Hotdog for breakfast and a corndog for lunch 
   G              G        C             D 
An eighth of some OJ and a half ounce of runts 
       Em            Em6      C             G 
I will smoke it with paper, I smoke it with glass 
      C              D             D              G 
Won't think about my future, won't think about my past 

    Em        Em6              C       G 
Now lose all sense of time and reason 
      Em              Em6         C                      G 
Now I spend the whole season just dwelling on what I was thinking 

    G              G             C             D 
But thinkin' ain't workin', and thinkin' ain't feelin' 

    G              G             C            D 
And thinkin' ain't eatin', and thinkin' ain't drinkin' 
        Em            Em6           C           G              C              D          G 
So I'll eat a grilled cheese and a can of baked beans and some Cinammon Toast Crunch for dinner 
 

Outro: 
Oh, I'll eat a grilled cheese and a can of baked beans and some Cinammon Toast Crunch for dinner 
*Yodelling*