Piss Up A Rope taby ukulele według Ween (Chwyty barytonu)

G
My dinner's on fire while she watches TV
    C
And if you've ever wondered what it's like to be me
    G
She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes
D
Yells at my buddies and insults my folks

    G
I'm breakin' my back doin' the best that I can
          C
She's got time for the dog and none for her man
    G                D
And I'm no dope, but I can't cope
   D                        G
So hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope



        G
You can piss up a rope
            C
And you can put on your shoes, hit the road get truckin'
G
Pack your bag, I don't need the ag
        D
On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin'

    G
You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
           C
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
G            D              G
 And I can't cope piss up a rope



        G
you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble
        C
You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle
        G
For the last 6 months I been packin' your bag
        D
You can wash my balls with a warm, wet rag

        G
Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk
    C
I'm sick of your mouth and your 2 percent milk
    G                     D 
And I'm no dope, but I've lost all hope
   D                        G
So hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope




        G
You can piss up a rope
            C
And you can put on your shoes, hit the road get truckin'
G
Pack your bag, I don't need the ag
        D
On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin'

    G
You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
           C
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
G            D              G
 And I can't cope piss up a rope