One That Suits Me

B                   F#           
Meanwhile the scientist, pounding
         G#m
 on his skull, his skull
     F#
Two blew themselves away working on 
it
B                  F#            
In storms the general grabbed him
          G#m
 by his collar, his collar
               F#                   
   N.C.
"Well you old crackpot, what have 
you got to say?"

[Pre-Chorus]
D#m    G#m         C#     B
In an open field, man is guilty 
always
D#m    G#m         C#     B
In an open field, man is guilty 
always
D#m    G#m             C#   
Mud is yellow and the ground is 
     B
moving
D#m    G#m             C#   
Sun is yellow and the ground is 
     B
moving
               F#
The ground is moving

[Chorus]
      C#      C#/C           B   
The century turned and your old 
             F#
man stumbled in
      C#      C#/C           B   
The century turned and your old 
             F#
man stumbled in
             D#m            G#m   
Saying "Of course I am for peace, 
     D#m            G#m
of course I am for peace
          B                   F#
One that suits me, one that suits me
          G#m                 F#
One that suits me, one that does"

Continues after the ad
[Verse]
B                                 
For the first time the captain's 
      F#
at my side
                          G#m
Look now, here the Padre comes, here
 he comes
  F#
About to go on his lunchbreak
 B                               
"Son you and I both know the real 
  F#
criminal is time
                   G#m
I understand your crime, your crime
          F#                        
          N.C.
But just what makes you think you've
 got the right to be young?"

[Pre-Chorus]
D#m    G#m         C#     B
In an open field man is guilty 
always
D#m    G#m         C#     B
In an open field man is guilty 
always
D#m    G#m             C#   
Mud is yellow and the ground is 
     B
moving
D#m    G#m             C#   
Sun is yellow and the ground is 
     B
moving
               F#
The ground is moving

[Chorus]
      C#      C#/C           B   
The century turned and your old 
             F#
man stumbled in
      C#      C#/C           B   
The century turned and your old 
             F#
man stumbled in saying -
      D#m            G#m        
"Of course I am for peace, of 
D#m            G#m
course I am for peace
          B                   F#
One that suits me, one that suits me
          G#m                 F#
One that suits me, one that does
          B
One that suits me, one that suits me
          F#
One that suits me, one that suits me
          G#m
One that suits me, one that suits me
          F#
One that suits"

[Guitar Solo]
C  G  Am  G (x2)

             C
And now the mother of them all
        G
She is just about to fall
        Am                    
In the history of man, reality 
    G
becomes softened

             C
And now the mother of them all
        G
She is just about to fall
        Am                    
In the history of man, reality 
    G
becomes softened