Transvestites Can Be Cannibals Too taby ukulele według Harley Poe

G                                        Em
I hate the way that i look in my own clothes so I wear my wife's when i'm going to town
     G                                             Em
You think it's gross when i'm wearing her pantyhose You call me sick and you call me a clown
  G                                           Em
I think i may, i think i might have human tonight  Don't come to me because i'm coming to you
  G                                            Em
I think i may, i think i might have you for a bite I'm gonna cook me up some he-man stew

       C                                      D
'Cause transvestites can be cannibals too and i'll feel better after i eat you
       C                                            D
'Cause i hate people when they're not polite if you end up on my table and it serves you right


    G          D       Em               C
And when i was young i wore my sister's clothes
  G                 D               Em             C
I liked to paint my nails and i had secrets no one knows
    G                  D         Em            C
But now that i'm grown up i cook dinner for my wife
  G              D         Em                   C
I still carry my secrets along with a butcher's knife


G                        Em
I hate the popular people cause i ain't popular
G                         Em
I'll hate these words tomorrow cause i'm bipolar
G                      Em
It's ok to be different unless your all by yourself
G                                 Em
You think you're so fucking special but you're just like everyone else


  C                         D
I just don't understand the reason why i sin
    C                           D
Why can't i be a bigger man and walk away
         C                                  D
When you tear me down and make me feel like i'm worth nothing
    C                               D
But then again i'm sure that you deserve what you'll be getting



    G          D       Em               C
And when i was young i wore my sister's clothes
  G                 D               Em             C
I liked to paint my nails and i had secrets no one knows
    G                  D         Em            C
But now that i'm grown up i cook dinner for my wife
  G              D         Em                   C
I still carry my secrets along with a butcher's knife


G                               Em
So you don't like being tied up? Well, i don't like being mean
G                                      Em
You're so shallow-minded you think i'm only what you see
        G                                 Em
Take me out of the herd and put out on display in front of your friends
    G                                 Em
Not knowing this mistake will lead to your miserable end


    G         D             Em             C
I'm rude, I'm ugly, And I'm everything you hate
        G       D         Em            C
And I'm here, tonight, to put you on my plate
        G              D              Em                 C
I don't care for your opinion I don't want your point of view
  G                 D          Em             C
Tonight I'll have a feast with compliments to you


    G          D       Em               C
And when i was young i wore my sister's clothes
  G                 D               Em             C
I liked to paint my nails and i had secrets no one knows
    G                  D         Em            C
But now that i'm grown up i cook dinner for my wife
  G              D        Em                    C
I still carry my secrets along with a butcher's knife