Heated Pool And Bar

	  		
Tuning: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb

verse 1: 

Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
     My cousin    is in Columbia 
Am                    Am/G 
     Hunting down the rebels 
     F                                  Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
Over fields of bright and shiny coca oh        
Gmaj7         Cmaj7 
     Over the jungle floor 
Am                 Am/G 
     One-handing a 32 he says:  
         F                                      Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
Bring her down low now, I'm ready to go 
Gmaj7              Cmaj7 
      Hunt kids in camouflage 
Am              Am/G             
      Rain down bullets in flight  
F                                         Am     Am/G 
White light barefoot boys run for your lives. 

Chorus 1: 
        C        C/B      
But you can't be nice 
Am               Am/G 
   You put your gun to their head and you 
F                       Am     Am/G 
Pull back the pin ohohohoh 
        C        C/B 
And you can't be good 

Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 

verse 2: 

Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7       Cmaj7 
      My friend is based in Afghanistan 
Am              Am/G 
   He goes from cave to cave and  
F                                           Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
Pulls the trigger at the first sight of a man 
Gmaj7          Cmaj7    
    It's total anarchy 
Am              Am/G 
Shooting tracer bullets at night 
  F                               Am     Am/G 
A high and holy patrol into poppy fields 

Chorus 2: 
        C        C/B     
But you can't be good 
Am                Am/G    
  You hold up the bloody knife and let it  
F                       Am     Am/G 
Shine in the sun ohohohoh 
          C           C/B    
You gotta be everywhere 

Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 

verse 3: 

Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
I'm a guard in Guantanamo 
Am          Am/G 
I bring the prisoners in 
    F                                  Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
The hoods come off and torture slowly begins 
Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
The screams I've overheard 
Am       Am/G 
     It'd fuck up a weaker man but I'm  
F                       Am   Am/G 
Cold, I'm so untouchable 

Chorus 3: 
        C            C/B     
And you can't be nice 
Am           Am/G 
  Got a flak jacket on my  
F                          Am   Am/G 
Soul with me tonight ohohohoh 
       C            C/B     
And you can't be good 

Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7 
Gmaj7   Cmaj7   Gmaj7   Cmaj7