Leaving Beirut

C                    E           
Are these the people that we 
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should bomb
F              G
Are we so sure they mean us harm
C                     E          
Is this our pleasure, punishment 
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or crime
F                          G
Is this a mountain that we really 
want to climb
C                 E           E7
The road is hard, hard and long
F
Put down that two by four
G                                 
This man would never turn you from
      C
 his door
           E       E7
Oh George! Oh George!
F                            
That Texas education must have 
  G                             
fucked you up when you were very 
   C
small

C                E                
When I was 17 my mother, bless her
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 heart,
F                             G  
Fulfilled my summer dream she 
                         C
handed me the keys to the car
We motored down to Paris, fuelled 
E                  E7
with Dexedrine and booze
F                                 
Got bust in Antibes by the cops 
  G
and fleeced in Naples by the wops
Continúa después del anuncio
C                               E
But everyone was kind to us, we 
                E7
were the English dudes
F
Our dads had helped them win the war
G                           
When we all knew what we were 
           C
fighting for
                                E  
But now an Englishman abroad is 
           E7
just a US stooge
F                                
The bulldog is a poodle snapping 
G
round the scoundrel's last refuge

C
Is gentleness too much for us
       E             E7    F
Should gentleness be filed along 
with empathy
   G
We feel for someone else's child
C                              
Every time a smart bomb does its 
   E               E7
sums and gets it wrong
F                           
Someone else's child dies and 
  G
equities in defence rise
C                        E       
America, America, please hear us 
        E7
when we call
F
You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and 
bustle
G
You got Atticus Finch, you got Jane 
Russell
C
You got freedom of speech, you got 
great beaches,
E                E7
Wildernesses and malls
F
Don't let the might, the Christian 
right,
G                                 
Fuck it all up for you and the 
             C
rest of the world

C                         E      
Not in my name, Tony, you great 
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war leader you
F                          G
Terror is still terror, whosoever 
gets to frame the rules
C                          
History's not written by the 
  E                  E7
vanquished or the damned
F                          G
Now we are Genghis Khan, Lucretia 
Borghia, Son of Sam
C                       E        
In 1961 they took this child into
       E7
 their home
F                                 
I wonder what became of them in 
  G
the cauldron that was Lebanon
C                         E      
If I could find them now, could I
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 make amends?
F                  G            C
How does the story end?