Intro: F Am Dm Dm F Oh, I for one may not shy, Am Away from the fact that I'm sick, Dm And too tired to stand this, Dm It all seems contagious. F I know a few would back that up, Am Can't say a few is not enough, Dm C To skip a beat in this motion sickness. Bb C I'd second that emotion. Refrão 1: F Our state, Am Our state, Dm Our state of grace is gone. F Our state, Am Our state, Dm Our state of grace is gone. F Am Dm Dm F Oh, I for one don't want to die, Am Old and in the way from poison. Dm 'Cause I hate the taste of medicine, Dm We all hate the taste of medicine. F I know a few would back that up, Am Can't say a few is not enough, Dm C To skip a beat in this motion sickness. Bb C I'd second that emotion. Refrão 2: F Our state, Am Our state, Dm Our state of grace is gone. F Our state, Am Our state, Dm Bb Our state of grace is gone away. C Dm Bb Our state of grace is crumbling, C I fear we're good for nothing, Dm And simply disintegrating into the terra firma. F Our state, Am Our state, Dm Our state of grace is gone. F Our state, Am Our state, Dm Our state of grace is gone. F Am May we combine tradition, Dm Science and innovation. F Am To benefit what's ailing, Dm Our state of grace is gone.