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The Killers — Don’t Shoot Me Santa

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D
Oh Santa
             G
I've been waiting on you
 
        Bm
That's funny kid
                              A
Because I've been coming for you
 
F#
Oh, Santa
            Bm
I've been killing just for fun
 
Em
Well the party's over kid
 
Because I
A
Because I got a bullet in my gun
 
 
A bullet in your what?
 
                D
Don't shoot me Santa Claus
 
I've been a clean living boy
    A
I promise you
F#                          Bm
Did every little thing you asked me to
    A                          G            A
I can't believe the things I'm going through
 
                D
Don't shoot me Santa Claus
                          A
Well no one else around believes me
          F#                        Bm
But the children on the block they tease me
    A                        G   A
I couldn't let them off that easy
 
    D
Oh Santa
                  G
It's been a real hard year
 
           D
There just ain't no gettin' around this
 
Life is hard
             A
But look at me
 
I turned out alright
 
     D
Hey Santa
                            Bm
Why don't we talk about it?
 
Work it out
 
       G
Believe me
 
This ain't what I wanted
 
I love all you kids, you know that
      D#
Hell, I remember when you were just 10 years old
 
Playing out there in the desert
 
Just waiting for a sip of that sweet Mojave rain
 
A
In the sweet Mojave rain
A
The boy was on his own
 
                D
Don't shoot me Santa Claus
 
I've been a clean living boy
    A
I promise you
F#                          Bm
Did every little thing you asked me to
    A                          G            A
I can't believe the things I'm going through
 
       D
Hey, Santa Claus
                          A
Well no one else around believes me
          F#                        Bm
But the children on the block they tease me
    A                        G   A
I couldn't let them off that easy
 
              G
They had it coming
              A
So why can't you see?
            D                G
I couldn't turn my cheek no longer
Em                          Bm
The sun is going down and Christmas is near
      A                                        D
Just look the other way and I'll disappear forever
 
 
*Solo: D - A - F# - Bm - A - G - A
 
 
                D
Don't shoot me Santa Claus
                          A
Well no one else around believes me
          F#                        Bm
But the children on the block they tease me
    A                        G
I couldn't let them off that easy
 
A
Believe me
D
Santa
Bm     G
Santa
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