Аккорды Jimmy Buffett - Math Suks

[Intro]

C G F
C G F

[Verse]

G                               C
If necessity is the mother of invention
         G                                 C
Then I'd like to kill the guy who invented this
    F                             C
The numbers come together in some kind of a third dimension
  G
A regular algebraic bliss.
                                        C
Let's start with something simple, like one and one ain't three
    G                                C
Any two plus two will never get you five.
        F                               C
There's fractions in my subtraction and x don't equal why
       G           F              C
But my homework is bound to multiply.

[Chorus]

     F         C
Math suks math suks
    G                             F                  C
I'd like to burn this textbook, I hate this stuff so much.
     F         C
Math suks math suks
    Am                 G                 F
Sometimes I think that I don't know that much
         C   G F
But math suks.

[Verse 2]

G                                  C
I got so bored with my homework, I turned on the TV.
    G                               C
The beauty contest winners were all smiling through their teeth.
          F
Then they asked the new Miss America
                 C
Hey babe can you add up all those bucks?
           G                  F
She looked puzzled, then just said
      C
"Math Suks".

[Chorus 2]

     F         C
Math suks math suks
          G
You don't even have to spell it,
        F             C
All you have to do is yell it
     F         C
Math suks math suks
    Am                 G                 F
Sometimes I think that I don't know that much
         C   G
But math suks.

[Bridge]

  Am                          Em
Geometry, trigonometry and if that don't tax your brain
          F                    G
There are numbers to big to be named
   Am                    Em
Numerical precision is a science with a mission
      F                          G
And I think it's gonna drive me insane.

[Solo]

C G G C
C G Fm C G F

[Verse 3]

G                                             C
Parents fighting with their children, and the Congress can't agree
G                                   C
Teachers and their students are all jousting constantly.
F                         C
Management and labor keep rattling old sabers
G                   F       C
Quacking like those Peabody ducks.

[Chorus 3]

     F         C
Math suks math suks
          G
You don't even have to spell it,
        F             C
All you have to do is yell it
     F         C
Math suks math suks
    Am                 G                 F
Sometimes I think that I don't know that much
         C     Bb C Bb C Bb C
But math suks.