Chords Rodney Crowell - Fates Right Hand
Lyrics Rodney Crowell - Fates Right Hand
intro ( Bm ) ( G ) ( A ) ( Bm )
Bm
cool as a rule you don’t learn in no school ,
G
you can’t brown – nose the teacher from a dunce hat stool .
A
it’s the hum and the rhythm , the birds and the bees ,
Bm
the mommas and the poppas and the monkeys in the trees .
brothers and the sisters living life on the street ,
play the hunch , pull the punch , you’ll never get beat
by the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
honky with an attitude coming unglued .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all .
billy loves women like a junky loves dope ,
give him just enough rope , the monkeys gonna choke .
she’s a bill blass combo maxed out mambo ,
D . k . n . y . caught him in a lie .
ken starr word man , we’re talking absurd ,
spending forty million dollars just to give the man the bird .
he’s a king , she’s a queen , the rap won’t stick ,
get it on with a rubber and you won’t get sick .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all .
red rum , dot com , dim sum , smart bombs ,
double cappuccino and a heart like a tom tom .
ozone long gone , that’s it , i quit ,
natural inclination says enough of this .
brat pack , black jack , heart attack crack ,
we need another news channel like a hole in the back .
there’s A 187 on the 405 ,
we all go to heaven on a hard disk drive .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all .
instrumental Bm G A Bm ( 4x )
hard rain , fish seine , hurricane jane ,
don’t forget about carla when you’re talkin’ about the poontang .
slow song on the bone rec hall dance ,
( double date debbie with a pole in my pants .
first comes love like it always did ,
or we wouldn’t be talkin’ bout the houston kid .
po – dunk , piss – chunk , old dead skunk drunk ,
trot – line freddy’s got his dogs in the trunk .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all . ( 2x )
outro Bm G A Bm ( 2x )
intro ( Bm ) ( G ) ( A ) ( Bm )
Bm
cool as a rule you don’t learn in no school ,
G
you can’t brown – nose the teacher from a dunce hat stool .
A
it’s the hum and the rhythm , the birds and the bees ,
Bm
the mommas and the poppas and the monkeys in the trees .
brothers and the sisters living life on the street ,
play the hunch , pull the punch , you’ll never get beat
by the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
honky with an attitude coming unglued .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all .
billy loves women like a junky loves dope ,
give him just enough rope , the monkeys gonna choke .
she’s a bill blass combo maxed out mambo ,
D . k . n . y . caught him in a lie .
ken starr word man , we’re talking absurd ,
spending forty million dollars just to give the man the bird .
he’s a king , she’s a queen , the rap won’t stick ,
get it on with a rubber and you won’t get sick .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all .
red rum , dot com , dim sum , smart bombs ,
double cappuccino and a heart like a tom tom .
ozone long gone , that’s it , i quit ,
natural inclination says enough of this .
brat pack , black jack , heart attack crack ,
we need another news channel like a hole in the back .
there’s A 187 on the 405 ,
we all go to heaven on a hard disk drive .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all .
instrumental Bm G A Bm ( 4x )
hard rain , fish seine , hurricane jane ,
don’t forget about carla when you’re talkin’ about the poontang .
slow song on the bone rec hall dance ,
( double date debbie with a pole in my pants .
first comes love like it always did ,
or we wouldn’t be talkin’ bout the houston kid .
po – dunk , piss – chunk , old dead skunk drunk ,
trot – line freddy’s got his dogs in the trunk .
G A Bm
fate’s right hand . . . . . i don’t understand at all . ( 2x )
outro Bm G A Bm ( 2x )