[Verse 1]
F C Dm
My dad can't get out of bed
G7
There's somethin' in his lungs
C7
I think that's what the doctor said
Bb F
I gotta leave for Paris now
Dm C Bb
My band goes on at 10
Gm C F Bb F
And my dad can't get out of bed
[Verse 2]
F C Dm
The Earth is spinnin' like it always did
G7
'The New York Times' is publishin'
C7
Some real important thing
Bb F
And each day when the world wakes up
Dm C Bb
Our lawns will still be wet
Gm C F Bb F C/E
And my dad can't get out of bed
[Chorus]
Bb F Am Dm
God is really real when you really, really need Him
Bb F Am Dm
Karma just appears when you suddenly believe it
Gm C Bb G7/B C A7/C# Dm C
Hear it loud and clear, just as long as it's con venient (Convenient)
Bb F/A Gm Bb Bbm F Bb F
Life's fuckin' long 'til it stops, and God's fuckin' fake 'til He's not
[Verse 3]
F C Dm
There's robots that are way too good at art
G7
And everybody's sad now
C7
And tryna get to Mars
Bb F
Don't wanna hear your problems
Dm C Bb
'Cause there's just one in my head
Gm C F Bb F
And he can't get out of bed
[Verse 4]
F C Dm
What if we could break you out tonight?
G7
This kind of thing happens to other dads
C7
It don't happen to mine
Bb F Dm C Bb
I'll distract the doctors; we could sneak out with your meds
Bb F Dm C Bb
You could come along and be a roadie for the band
Gm C F Bb F C/E
Come on, Dad, get out of bed
[Chorus]
Bb F Am Dm
God is really real when you really, really need Him
Bb F Am Dm
Karma just appears when you suddenly believe it
Gm C Bb G7/B C A7/C# Dm C
Hear it loud and clear, just as long as it's con venient (Convenient)
Bb F/A Gm Bb Bbm F Bb F
Life's fuckin' long 'til it stops, and God's fuckin' fake 'til He's not
[Verse 5]
F C Dm
Now it's late, I really gotta go
G7 C7
And we can't face our feelings, so we're makin' lots of jokes
Bb F Dm C Bb
And we won't cry about it, no, we'll be manly men
Bb F Dm C Bb
"I love you" sounds all corny, so I wrote this song instead
Gm C A7/C# Dm C
I'll sing it for you, Dad, when you get out of bed
Gm C F Bb F
I'll sing for you when you're out of bed
My dad can't get out of bed
There's something in his lungs
I think that's what the doctor said
I gotta leave for Paris now
My band goes on at ten
And my dad can't get out of bed
The Earth is spinning like it always did
The New York Times is publishing
Some real important thing
And each day when the world wakes up
Our lawns will still be wet
And my dad can't get out of bed
God is really real
When you really, really need him
Karma just appears
When you suddenly believe it
Hear it loud and clear
Just as long as it's convenient
Life's fuckin' long 'til it stops
And God's fuckin' fake 'til he's not
There's robots that are way too good at art
And everybody's sad now
And tryna get to Mars
Don't wanna hear your problems
'Cause there's just one in my head
And he can't get out of bed
What if we could break you out tonight?
This kind of thing happens to other dads
It don't happen to mine
I'll distract the doctors
We could sneak out with your meds
You could come along
And be a roadie for the band
Come on, dad, get out of bed
God is really real
When you really, really need him
Karma just appears
When you suddenly believe it
Hear it loud and clear
Just as long as it's convenient
Life's fuckin' long 'til it stops
And God's fuckin' fake 'til he's not
Now it's late, I really gotta go
We can't face our feelings
So we're making lots of jokes
And we won't cry about it
No, we'll be manly men
I love you sounds all corny
So I wrote this song instead
I'll sing it for you, dad
When you get out of bed
I'll sing for you when you're out of bed
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