Century

E            F#                       E
Everybody is here... puke stinks like beer
                F#                      E
this could be a city... this could be a graveyard
             F#                   E       F#
you stole my idea... you stole my idea
E           F#                               E
Everybody's anxious... for the coming of the crisis
                    F#                          E
the collapse of the justice... I can smell your armpits
              F#                   E                   F#
you stole my idea... you stole my idea... you stole my idea!

                      B
this puke stinks like beer and everybody's here
A                      G           A    E                    B  A  B
come on, come on, come on... let's lay waste to this century
A                      G        A       E
come on, come on, come on... return to nothing, and help me

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E           F#                          E
Everybody's anxious... the crowd is all around us
                 F#                                E
the followers of Aldous... are spinning with their mescaline
                 F#                            E
a man behind the altar screams... you stole my idea... you are my
F#
idea!

                      B
this puke stinks like beer and everybody's here
A                      G           A    E                    B  A  B
come on, come on, come on... let's lay waste to this century
A                      G        A       E                    B  A  B
come on, come on, come on... return to nothing, and help me.
A                      G           A    E
come on, come on, come on... let's lay waste to this century


F#                G                  A                    B
on the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips... dangled with tongue
F#                 G                     A                      B
on the edge of a peace that can't stand low... and won't stand tall

A                      G           A    E                    B  A  B
come on, come on, come on... let's lay waste to this century
A                      G        A       E                    B  A  B
come on, come on, come on… return to nothing, and help me
A                      G            A          E
come on, come on, come on... it's amazing what we can do with
G           A                  E                 G
love... with some matches and gasoline, do with love!
       A          E               G     A    E
it's amazing what we can do with love