C G Am Behind the smoke and lies and misdirection F C G Lives a filthy joke not fit for virgin ears G Em Am Open hearts are prone to vivisection Dm Am G And broken faith is epidemic here [Verse] C G Am So lock and load your guns, it's murder season F C G And once again the tyrants have their way G Em Am Dirty, and impervious to reason Dm Am G Each trigger finger grows itchier every day E And along the way [Chorus] Dm It's strip mall hell Dm And burger stands Am From jail to private jail F Worship those who prosper Am Heaven help you if you fail Dm Sobriety brings no relief and Am Drinking does no good Em B Dm Am C G Em I think I've just been thinking just a little more than I should [Solo] Am Em F#m B Em Dm Em Dm C# B [Bridge] Am* Em* I'll take the mandatory Prozac F#m* B* Em* Both something I have, something I lack Dm Am Em Am The latest fabricated disease Am Em Still the pills preserve my mental welfare Am F#m B So I'll still be insane but won't care Em F G Narco-zombie, smiling while C Em Divided still we stand Am And we'll demand Am The right to choose F C G Designer slavery chains and cheap TV G Em Am While every decent thing is torn up screaming by the roots Dm C G E To feed the beast, and all that they believe [Chorus] Dm It's strip mall hell Dm And burger stands Am From jail to private jail F Worship those who prosper Am Heaven help you if you fail Dm Sobriety brings no relief and Am Drinking does no good Em B Dm Am C G Em I think I've just been thinking just a little more than I should Em B Dm Am C G Em I know I've just been thinking just a little more than I should