We Are The Dead

INTRO:  Gm  Bb  F
        Gm  Bb  F


Gm                Bb       F
Something kind of hit me today, I 
looked at you and
Dm              D             Eb  Bb
Wondered if you saw things my way
F           D          Gm
People will hold us to blame
   Gm7      Eb      C        F
It hit me today, it hit me today
      Gm        Bb           F
We're taking it hard all the time
                     Dm       D   
Why don't we pass it by, just 
         Eb               Bb
reply you've changed your mind
      F                 D         
We're fighting with the eyes of 
  Gm
the blind
Gm7       Eb    C         F    
Taking it hard, taking it hard,
     Eb  Dm  Bb
 yet now
   Ab               Gb     F     
We feel that we are paper, 
              C
choking on you nightly
     Bb              Ab         
They tell me son, we want you, be 
   Gb                F
elusive, but don't walk far
          C               Bb      
For we're breaking in the new 
  Ab                   Gb
boys, deceive your next of kin
           F                 C    
For you're dancing where the dogs 
       Bb         Ab
decay, defecating ecstasy
               Gb          F
You're just an ally of the leecher
  C             Bb                 
Locator for the virgin King, but I 
Ab               Gb
love you in your fuck me pumps
         F                 C
And your nimble dress that trails
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    Bb                 Ab         
Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one,
       Gb               F
 for I hear them on the rails
           C             Bb       
Because of all we've seen, because
    Ab
 of all we've said
Gb         D  C  D  C
We are the dead


Gm                Bb           F
One thing kind of touched me today
                    Dm             
I looked at you and counted all the
D            Eb  Bb
 times we had laid
F            D                Gm
Pressing our love through the night
Gm7          Eb     C            
Knowing it's right, knowing it's 
F
right
Gm             Bb            F
Now I'm hoping some one will care
              Dm          D       
Living on the breath of a hope to 
   Eb    Bb
be shared
F               D           Gm
Trusting on the sons of our love
     Gm7          Eb    C        
That someone will care, someone 
    F         Eb  Dm  Bb
will care, but now


        Ab              Gb         
We're today's scrambled creatures, 
F                           C
locked in tomorrow's double feature
Bb              Ab          Gb  
Heaven's on the pillow, its 
             F
silence competes with hell
       C                Bb     
It's a twenty four hour service, 
        Ab               Gb
guaranteed to make you tell
        F                   C
And the streets are full of press 
men
        Bb               Ab
Bent on getting hung and buried
        Gb        F            C 
And the legendary curtains are 
               Bb
drawn round Baby Bankrupt
    Ab                     Gb
Who sucks you while you're sleeping
         F            C
It's the theater of financiers
            Bb            Ab
Count them, fifty round a table
Gb                   F
White and dressed to kill
     C                 Bb
Oh caress yourself, my juicy
       Ab                 Gb
For my hands have all but withered
   F                 C            
Oh dress yourself my urchin one, 
     Bb               Ab
for I hear them on the stairs
           Gb            F
Because of all we've seen
C          Bb
Because of all we've said
D          C   D
We are the dead
C          D   C  D
We are the dead
C          D   C  D  C
We are the dead