Burn It Down

Am                            F
Down in a village where most residents were poor
   C                                E
An old man had a factory that folks called "The Killing Floor"
   Am                                F
He was a surly master and though his workers all had wives
     C                                E
He'd work them within inches of their lives!

[Pre-Chorus]

     F                               Am
They all were sick and tired of this stuff
    F                           E
The men decided that they'd had enough

[Chorus]

Am       G         F  E
We won't take this anymore!
Am        G          F       E
Not gonna die on The Killing Floor
Am       G       F        E
He won't work us into the ground
     F                E
It's time to strike a match and burn it down...

[Instrumental]

Am G F E x 4

[Verse]

Am                             F
They waited for the old man to head home for the night
     C                            E
Then muscled in with kerosene and lanterns to ignite
     Am                               F
They took one final look at all these monsterous machines
     C                                      E
Then lit the match that would fulfill their dreams

[Pre-Chorus]

F                    Am
It was a blazing jubilee
     F                                       E
They felt these flames had set these workers free

[Chorus]

Am       G         F  E
We won't take this anymore!
Am        G          F       E
Not gonna die on The Killing Floor
Am       G       F        E
He won't work us into the ground
     F                E
It's time to strike a match and burn it down...

[Instrusmental]

Am G F E x 4
Am

[Verse]

Am                               F
As the workers danced around the fire having fun
    C                                E
The old man pulled up terrified and screamed "What have you done?!"
      Am                              F
"This factory was the only thing that kept us all alive!
C                                    E
Now you've gone and blown us all sky high!"

[Pre-Chorus]

F                            Am
The factory was above an oil lake
    F                                   E
But all too late they realized their mistake

[Chorus]

Am          G       F  E
We wouldn't take it anymore!
Am           G          F       E
Didn't wanna die on The Killing Floor
Am     G        F             E
But we drove ourselves to the ground
F                   E                           Am G F E x 3
When we struck that match and burned it down...
Am       G       F      E       Am
Why'd we have to go and burn it down?!