(verse 1)Am D It's really too bad.Am D He became a pris - 'ner of his own pastAm D He stabbed the mom - ent in the back with a round thumbtackAm D That held up the list of thing he got to doAm D It's really no goodAm D He's moving on before he under - stoodAm D He shot the fu - ture in the foot with ev - 'ry step he tookAm D From the places he'd seen 'cause he forgot to look(chorus)Am Am Better staple it together and call it bad weatherG C X 2 Staple it together and call it bad weather (verse 2) Well i guess you could say That he don't even know where to begin 'Cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid Diggin' deep into the ditch every chance he missed And the mess he made 'Cause hate is such a strong word And every brick he laid, a mistake They say that his walls are getting taller,his world is getting smaller (repeat chorus) (repeat verse 1) (repeat chorus) (outro)Am D If the weather gets better we should get togetherG C Spend a little time or we could do whateverAm D And if we get together we'd be twice as cleverG C So staple it together and call it bad weather.
Staple It Together
Jack Johnson
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