C G Am Behind the smoke and lies and misdirectionF C G Lives a filthy joke not fit for virgin earsG Em Am Open hearts are prone to vivisectionDm Am G And broken faith is epidemic here [Verse]C G Am So lock and load your guns, it's murder seasonF C G And once again the tyrants have their wayG Em Am Dirty, and impervious to reasonDm Am G Each trigger finger grows itchier every dayE And along the way [Chorus]Dm It's strip mall hellDm And burger standsAm From jail to private jailF Worship those who prosperAm Heaven help you if you failDm Sobriety brings no relief andAm Drinking does no goodEm 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 BEm Dm Em Dm C# B [Bridge]Am* Em* I'll take the mandatory ProzacF#m* B* Em* Both something I have, something I lackDm Am Em Am The latest fabricated diseaseAm Em Still the pills preserve my mental welfareAm F#m B So I'll still be insane but won't careEm F G Narco-zombie, smiling whileC Em Divided still we standAm And we'll demandAm The right to chooseF C G Designer slavery chains and cheap TVG Em Am While every decent thing is torn up screaming by the rootsDm C G E To feed the beast, and all that they believe [Chorus]Dm It's strip mall hellDm And burger standsAm From jail to private jailF Worship those who prosperAm Heaven help you if you failDm Sobriety brings no relief andAm Drinking does no goodEm B Dm Am C G Em I think I've just been thinking just a little more than I shouldEm B Dm Am C G Em I know I've just been thinking just a little more than I should
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