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Am This is the strangest story that you'll ever hear G Unless you can't hear Am C Am In which case, this'll be the weirdest tale you've ever lip-read [Verse 1] Am I'll tell you the story of a dangerous man Some say he was born with a gun in his hand An only child and a motherless son In his class he was the difficult one G He had a predilection for killing and hating And his name was an anagram of Satan C F Bad attitude, bad blood, bad grammar E Am A man by the name of Stana [Chorus] G Am Whoaaaaaaa, Stana [Verse 2] Am Talking about a bad man, London A very bad man An evil man C Am His very name was a Satan-agram Am He's the kind of man who would walk around without any pants on And take a Viagra Just pop into town at the supermarket with an erection Am Man, he'd would poke babies in the eye Unrelated to the last fact Am He'd steal your goat, you don't know what he would do with it Bad things He'd steal your WiFi His name was a Satan-agram Just like Santa But he was nothing like Santa No, Santa is a wonderful man Who brings presents Comes down your chimney and brings you presents Whereas Stana is just a man who comes down your chimney Am Why someone do that? Ruin a lovely fireside evening [Verse 3] Dm Well, them people They were sick of him groping their goats and raping their sheep C Then one night They drugged his drink They tried to sneak out while he was asleep Dm But Stana awoke before they got out of town Because their drug was just too weak E He gathered them 'round Shot every one of them down C Am Right there in the street Am He shot everybody in the town down And then you know what he said? He said, "I'm out of this place This town's dead anyway!" He kinda did it like that, where the head went "This town's dead anyway" "It's too soon, Stana" "That's rude! What are you?" He's literally adding insult to injury Am He put on his hat and got on his horse And to a new town he set his course Went to a place to grab a bite to eat Could not believe what he saw out on that street G Outside where the wind blew into two directions Stana seemed to look at his own reflection C F A man identical to imperfection E Am Same eyes, same lies, same sized erection [Chorus] G Am Whoaaaa, erection [Verse 4] Am I know what you're thinking You're thinking he had a big one Nope Oh, you thought 'cause he was a bad boy, he'd have a big ol' one You thought he'd have a big huge-a-rooni No, no, no, no, no No, London That's a rumor put out by bad guys "Give me all your money, and when they come, you say I had a big one." Well, I was just gonna mention, you know who does have big ones is musicians Right Exactly, definitely Dm Well, they drew their guns Both at once and aimed their shots directly C No one there had seen such a thing Well, it's not what you'd expect to see Dm Bullets flew at the very same time On the very same trajectory E What I say is true 'Cause I was there Am And them bullets flew right next to me [Bridge] N.C. Them bullets stopped right there as they met in the air Then they fell to the ground without making a sound Each man dropped his jaw and fired five more Each pair of bullets was the same as before They raised their brows as they saw the side Of the bullets as they stopped each others flight As though they were filled with pure elation They began to laugh 'cause it was quite a funny situation [Chorus] Am G Am Whoaaaaaa, funny situation [Verse 5] Am Turns out this other guy's name is Anats Satan-agram The two men couldn't shoot each other 'Cause they were absolutely perfectly matched in every way So instead, they went to a cafe They started chatting Turned out they had more in common than just physical appearances That's right, very similar experiences They'd done a lot of the same things And they loved the same kind of activities Like hurting people and maiming They, they got on like a house on fire Which is also one of the first things they did together They both shared a love for predatory large cats You know, tigers. Lions. Ocelots. Lynxes You have any big cats here in London? They're like big beavers They don't have beavers You guys don't have beavers? What the fuck? Oh, badgers That's what you guys have Badgers, that's what they... Go out hunting for English beavers [Verse 6] Am They became attached together Like a brain and a tumor Same taste, same hobbies Same sense of humor They bought a farm, started breeding puma And they became lovers Well, that's the rumor G Well, that's what happened when Anats met Stana But they say we all got our doppelganger C That might be false F But it might be true E Am Oh, what would you do if you met you? Am That's the real question What would you do if you met yourself? If you were confronted by your own person? Maybe you'd look at that other you in the eye, and just think "I understand you Because I am you." And you'd walk up to that person And you'd hold them The way you've always wanted to be held But no one's ever got it quite right Sometimes they've done it too tightly Sometimes they've done it too loosely With their arms all floppy like spaghetti... Dangling around But this hug between you and that other you is a perfect consistency of hug Then, while you're there with your hands around your self You think, "Well, I wonder what my butt feels like." And you just, like You know, like, spider-walk one of your hands down to your other self's butt-on! And give it a little squeeze And "Whoa! What's happening back there?" The other you's doing the same thing Hello Is this wrong? And then you wonder "I wonder if I'm a good kisser." F So you kiss that other you C Am And you know what? C Am Straight away it feels right, it feels good Am C Am It feels like love [Verse 7] C They've fallen in love F An emotional connection C Two very evil men F With minuscule erections C F Stana and Anats C Anats and Stana F Looking after each other now C F Looking after panthers C They used to be murderin', murderin', murderin' F Now they're cuddlin', cuddlin', cuddlin' C Used to be threatenin', threatenin', threatenin' F Now they're getting big cats and pettin' em C Used to be homicidal and killin' F Now, they're in a domicile and chillin' C Used to be slayin' and slayin' and slayin' F And now they're gayin' and gayin' and proud [Outro] C F They found a little love C F They found a little love C F They found a little love C F They found a little love C Cm Am C They found a little love