Bassem Sabry

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                          BASSEM SABRY - OF MONTDA L                            
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Created by: dcolspector

F

Bbm
They killed our electric guitars,
                   C#
And if not for the good people 
weeping,
D                F
All we'd hear is sounds of our 
horses dying.
                     G#
But I'm not 'bout to start crying 
about it.

Bbm
   It must be fairly normal,
                C#
To devolve into cycloptic brooding,
       D         F
As the genocidal massacres erupt 
over some perceived sedition.
    G#
Insecurities of men messing 
everything up again.

Am  C  Am  Fmaj7  C     Cmaj7 
All        us     charmed     
C  G          C/G G         
proteins feral in the gales 
Ddim  Edim
o  -  nly.

F                                
I have never followed no kind of 
Am              E7
master's voice.
    Gm                             
The mutinous tramp of cult voltage 
                  Bb       Gm
crucifixion is my conduit.

F
I just watched my hero fail;
             Am                  E7
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk.
      Gm
Every leader is a cellophane punk,
                    Bb
If you hear me say “yeah!" (yeah!)
                 Gm
"Yeah!" (yeah!) “Yeah!" (yeah!) 
“Yeah!" (yeah!)

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Bbm
There must be a softer vision that 
you could kick to
        C#                     D
In this aureate gloom, I assume.
F
Both sides are embarrassingly 
backwards in their thinking,
            G#
There ain’t no one to side with, 
none I want to defend.

Bbm                      C#      
It’s only the mute-minded  surge 
   D
of simian blood.

F
People disappear on the wrong side 
of this revolution.
G#
  When they resurface, there's a 
black hole in their skull.

(sound cuts out, F and G notes 
simultaneously fade in and then cut 
out with a drum hit)

F
People disappear on the wrong side 
of this revolution.
G#
When they’re returned, all their 
childhood memories are dead.


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F                                
I have never followed no kind of 
Am          E7
master's vo - ice.
    Gm                             
The mutinous tramp of cult vulture 
                  Bb       Gm
crucifixion is my conduit.

F
I just watched my hero fail;
             Am                  E7
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk.
      Gm
Every leader is a cellophane punk,
                    Bb
If you hear me say "yeah!" (yeah!)
                 Gm
"Yeah!" (yeah!) "yeah!" (yeah!) 
"yeah!" (yeah!)

F                                
I have never followed no kind of 
Am             E7
master's voice.
    Gm                             
The mutinous tramp of cult voltage 
                  Bb       Gm
crucifixion is my conduit.

F
I just watched my hero fail;
             Am                  E7
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk.
      Gm
Every leader is a cellophane punk,
                    Bb
If you hear me say "yeah!" (yeah!)
                 Gm
"Yeah!" (yeah!) "yeah!" (yeah!) 
"yeah!" (yeah!)

F    Am  E7  Gm    Bb  Gm
Yeah!

F    Am  E7  Gm    Bb  Gm
Ooooooooh,   ooooooooooooh.

F
I believe in witches,
             Am   E7
I believe in you.
Gm
I believe in witches,
             Bb
I believe in you, you, you, you, 
you, you, you, you.

F
I believe in witches,
             Am   E7
I believe in you.
Gm
I believe in witches,
             Bb                  
I believe in you, you, you, you, 
Gm
you, you, you, you,
F    Am  E7  Gm  Bb  Gm...
You.