Heretics

Intro: C F Am F

C
Bored holes through our tongues, so 
sing a song about it
F
Held our breath for too long till 
we're half sick about it
Am
Tell us what we did wrong and you 
can blame us for it
F                           Fm
Turn a clamp on our thumbs, we'll 
sew a doll about it
C                         F
And tell us all about it
Am                    F
And tell us all about it

G#  A#

C#              G#
How about some credit now
                C#
Where credit is due
                          G#    G#/G
For the damage that we've done
C#                   G#
We have brought upon ourselves and 
others
       A#               D#
With a slow and vicious gun
             C#               D#
And although pratfalls can be fun
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               G
Encores can be fatal

And then I hear you say
C
Thank God it's fatal
Thank God it's fatal
F
Am
Not shy
Not shy of fatal
                  F
Not shy of fatal
C
Thank God it's fatal
                      F
Thank God it's fatal
Am
Not shy of fatal
                 F
Not shy of fatal

G#  A#

C#              G#
Wait just a second now
                C#
It's not all that bad
                          G#    G#/G
Don't you count out the sun
C#                   G#
You're making mountains of 
handkerchiefs
       A#               D#
Where the mascara always runs
             C#               D#
So be careful when you're done
               G
You're bound to get post-natal
What did I just hear you say?

Repeat C F Am F progression to end

Thank God it's fatal
No, we don't want to hear the sound 
of a door
No, we don't want to hear the sound 
of a door
And we don't want to read the signs 
that you bore
You know the kind of sign you hang 
on a door
Saying, "We'll be back. What a 
crack."
Now don't you think we might have 
heard that before?
Now don't you think we might have 
heard that before?

Bored holes through our tongues, so 
sing a song about it
Held our breath for too long till 
we're half sick about it
Tell us what we did wrong and you 
can blame us for it
Turn a clamp on our thumbs, we'll 
sew a doll about it