The Wild Truth

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                The Wild Truth - T Bone Burnett
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T Bone Burnett
The Wild Truth (1988)
(T Bone Burnett)

From: "The Talking Animals"
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INTRO

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B
 You never said it was a bed of 
roses
E
 But you never said it was a bed of 
nails
B
 You never told me 'bout the rubber 
hoses
E
 Or how unsteady were the justice 
scales
           A      G
I need the wild truth
    A      G
The wild truth
    A      G       E
The wild truth

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B
 On the street there are a billion 
people
E
 They got no love, they got no hope
B
 They got no youth, they got no 
beauty
E
 They're looking backwards through a
 telescope
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               A      G
They need the wild truth
    A      G
The wild truth
    A      G       B
The wild truth

B
Whatever happened to the man walking
 down the street
                      G#m
With his hands in his pockets 
whistling a tune?
A                                 
 Science fiction and nostalgia 
                  B
have become the same thing
B
I don't know how to make any choices
 anymore, I mean,
G#m                          
 Who do I vote for?  I get the 
                  A
feeling that as soon as
Something appears in the paper it 
             B
ceases to be true
B
 I have to meet the man who can 
crack this world of justice
       G#m                   
Like a safe. Someone with the 
                  A
courage to allow room for
                   B
Good things to run wild
         B      A
Into the wild truth
    B      A
The wild truth
    B      A       E
The wild truth

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B
 We don't need no voodoo stories
E
 From no magic president
B
 Who tries to make a dream a fait 
accompli
E
 By using phantoms for his evidence
            A      G
We need the wild truth
    A      G
The wild truth
    A      G       E
The wild truth

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B
 I tell a hundred thousand lies that
 twist me
E
 Into the noise where I hide my sin
B
 My shame and scandal pull me down 
and kiss me
E
 I can't live a life that might have
 been
           A      G
I need the wild truth
    A      G
The wild truth
    A      G       B
The wild truth

B                                 
 Are we supposed to take all this 
                   G#m
greed and fear and hatred seriously?
                               A   
 It's like watching dust settle it 
                           B
never changes, it's too consistent
B                                 
 Mercy is not consistent it's like
           G#m
 the wind, it goes where it will.
         A                       
Mercy is comic, and it's the only 
                    B
thing worth taking seriously

           B      A
I need the wild truth
    B      A
The wild truth
    B      A
The wild truth
    B      A       E
The wild truth