Learn to play "Sick, Sick, Sick" on your ukulele with our detailed chord guide and lyrics. This page provides everything you need to play this song on the ukulele, including lyrics integrated with chords, chord diagrams, and a key transposer to match your vocal range.
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F#m D A C#m I curse to hell the magistrate F#m D C#m C# who granted this unholy fate F#m D But I know I know I A C#m F#m asked for this myself D C#m C# I’m bound by law to hell F#m D and it’s sick sick sick A C#m F#m Humans have their needs living in D C#m C# a fairytale it’s tearing at the seams F#m D A The dank reject the devil in a C#m F#m D C#m C# dress exactly what you see F#m C# It's Sick Sick Sick F#m C# it’s sick sick sick Chorus: F#m You made a mess of things D My what a mess you’ve made A I hate the way you make me feel C# I hate the way you make me F#m In your world it’s cold outside D E So button up and open wide A F#m I hate the way you make me C# feel sick sick sick F#m D A C#m Oh woah oh oh oh F#m D A C#m Oh woah oh oh oh oh If memory serves me correct I gave you all and you gave me less Your sexcapades deliver checks But can't afford you self-respect And it's sick, sick, sick, humans on their knees Living in a fairytale that's tearing at the seams A dank reject, a devil in a dress Exactly what you seem Sick, sick, sick It’s sick, sick, sick Chorus: You made a mess of things My, what a mess you've made I hate the way you make me feel I hate the way you make me In your world, it's cold outside So button up and open wide I hate the way you make me feel Sick, sick, sick D E Maybe love is looking for F#m someone to fill up holes E D We grow up building lies E F#m E with holes in all our walls D The watch can fall but E F#m here you were with spare bricks to save the day E D And we pray it’s not too late C# Spare bricks can be dead weight Sick, sick, sick It's sick, sick, sick Sick, sick, sick It's sick, sick, sick Chorus: You made a mess of things My, what a mess you've made I hate the way you make me feel I hate the way you make me In your world, it's cold outside So button up and open wide I hate the way you make me feel Sick, sick, sick | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Ukulele Chord DiagramsA C# C#m D E F F#m Here you can see detailed diagrams for each ukulele chord used in the song. Utilize our key transposer to adjust the chords to a key that better fits your singing range. Simply select the desired key, and the chords throughout this page will update automatically, ensuring you can play and sing comfortably. |
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