Uppers Arent Necessary

C
lead me through these cities of 
imaginary trends
Am
something's gonna be changing come 
the morning time my friend
F                                 
as fickle as these streets are 
                                  C
they might not even wait around 
    G
till then
C
I've got a lot to loose so come and 
take it from me quick
Am
everything you loose if it makes you
 stronger it makes you sick
F
take these cities from me I'll build
 buildings up with my own
C              G
bare hands

F                             
the uppers aren't necessary the 
  C
guilt is the coal
G                               
that keeps the fire burning to drive
Am
 out the cold
     F                           
that creeps in every corner crack 
     C
and never leaves you alone
Continúa después del anuncio
G                             
till the lonely messengers come 
                   F     C   G
calling you back home

the trees are stacked in rows on the
 side of the road
stripped of any dignity a birthing 
may have had
100 thousand crucified on the Mojave
 I-5 line
singers shepherds and salesmen all 
longing for someone
to kill the joy of wondering and end
 all their desire
to help them to remember that the 
road is nothing but a liar

F                             
the uppers aren't necessary the 
  C
guilt is the coal
G                               
that keeps the fire burning to drive
Am
 out the cold
     F                           
that creeps in every corner crack 
     C
and never leaves you alone
G                             
till the lonely messengers come 
              F
calling you back

Dm                                
to the red door, cracked and 
    Am
crooked walk way
    C                   E
the fence impaling the stars
Dm              Am               
ghostly keepers lead the way 
     C                     E    F
through railroads of abandoned cars
    G                E        
the tracks and city streets cut 
               F G   E
through like scars

F                             
the uppers aren't necessary the 
  C
guilt is the coal
G                               
that keeps the fire burning to drive
Am
 out the cold
     F                           
that creeps in every corner crack 
     C
and never leaves you alone
G                             
till the lonely messengers come 
                   F     C   G
calling you back home