written some time ago, when the Hipster fad made it’s way to little ole Perth. it details one mans spiral into shame and eventual denouncing of his hipster ways. Again written for the ukulele on the ukulele by yours truly!

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strum pattern - down down up up down up 

(intro) 5707 - C - 0007 - C - G - C (the last G and C strummed through twice)

E7                                            F

brown suede jacket, over top a vintage v-neck T

        C                                                G

i can see you starring sideways jealously

                    E7                                                      Fm6

because you know deep down inside your heart of hearts my friend,

F                          G              C

you’ll never be as hipster as me.

(intro) 

(follow the chord pattern of the first verse for all subsequent verses)

long macchiato, three quarters topped.

i bought these frames down at the local op shop.

typing on my Mac book, writing down in my mole skin,

“you’ll never be as hipster as me”.

(change up in the chords for a small side verse)

         B7

well i ride my fixie day and night.

        Em

never been in a real fist fight.

  C                                      G7

i sit down like a girl when i pee.

            E7         

i spend all my money on cigarettes,

   Fm6

i chase my whiskey with regrets.

       F                            G              C

you don’t want to be as hipster as me.

(intro)

my arts degree was such a waste.

i’ve got shitty friends with shitty taste.

trying to be cool’s made me a whore

well im hating life just a tad,

ill hook onto next summers fad.

i dont want to be a hipster anymore.

               F                    G

no i don’t want to be a hipster,

           F                   G

i don’t want to be a hipster,

         F                   G                C

i dont want to be a hipster anymore!

(intro) (really smash around/improv the last G and C’s strumming)