Imperial Wizard

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[Verse]
Dm
Free the people - don't make em wait
C Dm
  Pity the people don't make a 
mistake
C Dm
  Let go your pressmen, undo your 
press gangs
C Dm
  Hold up your head high make one 
honest stand

[Chorus]
        Bb
Cos you know what they want
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And you're here for the grace of God
              Bb
You send your generals to the front
      C                           
Any uprising will succumb to your 
Dm      C
guns

[Verse]
Dm
You took free speech from the people
 that spoke
C Dm
  Hungary is hungry and the people 
are broke
C Dm
  Imperial Wizard - salt mine king
C Dm
  What kind of state of mind must 
your state be in

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[Chorus]
        Bb
Cos you know what they want
          C                      Dm
And you're here for the grace of God
              Bb
You send your generals to the front
      C                           
Any uprising will succumb to your 
Dm    C
guns

[Instumental]
Dm   C   Dm   C   Dm   C   Am7 C Dm
Dm   C   Dm   C   Dm   C   Am7 C Dm

[Chorus]
        Bb
Cos you know what they want
          C                      Dm
And you're here for the grace of God
              Bb
You send your generals to the front
      C                           
Any uprising will succumb to your 
Dm    C
guns

[Verse]
Dm
Too many people don't feel like 
they're free
C Dm
  Your high ideals look the lowest 
too me
C Dm
  Open your windows, let the sun 
shine on in
C Dm                        C
  There's more to life than killing,
 killing, killing, killing
Bb
killing, killing, killing, killing
Ab
killing, killing, killing, killing
Gb
killing, killing, killing, killing
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killing ..........................  
 woahhhhhh

[Chorus]
        Bb
Cos you know what they want
           C                     Dm
And you're here for the grace of God
              Bb
You send your generals to the front
      C                           
Any uprising will succumb to your 
Dm
guns

[Chorus]
        Bb
Cos you know what they want
           C                     Dm
And you're here for the grace of God
              Bb
You send your generals to the front
      C                           
Any uprising will succumb to your 
Dm   C
guns