The Haves Have Naught

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Just look at that shopkeeper 
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peddling his wares
B              Cm              B
Shouting his sales pitch, but 
       Cm
nobody cares
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Don’t you wonder what keeps him 
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there, day after day,
B            Cm         B       
Begging for gold as his hair 
       Cm
turns to gray?


[Interlude]
Bb Fm


[Chorus]
Ebm              Db         B
Blindly they’re bounding apace;
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Starving for mercy in a merciless 
   B
place
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Only a fool would make martyrs 
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from heathens
                   Bbm         Abm
And find them so lively when 
            Eb
they’re barely breathing
               Abm7    Eb
Just barely breathing…


[Interlude]
Ab Fm Ab Fm B Cm


[Verse]
      Ab            Fm       Ab  
Just look at that toymaker 
        Fm
grinding his gears
B           Cm         B         
Turning no profit but he doesn’t 
 Cm
care
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           Ab        Fm        Ab
He keeps smiles on faces and, day
        Fm
 after day,
      B             Cm      
The children keep sadness and 
   B            Cm
suffering at bay


[Interlude]
Bb Fm


[Chorus]
Ebm        Db        B
Blissfully bounding apace
                Ebm       Db      
Searching for mercy in a merciless
  B
 place
        Bbm           Abm      
Only a monster makes fodder from 
   Eb
saints
                   Bbm          
And finds them so worthless when 
  Abm              Eb
they’re full of grace
             Abm7    Eb
So full of grace…


[Bridge]
     B
But what better use of hookers and 
thieves
Than greasing the wheels of perfect 
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machines that hum into life a 
    Bbm
harmony of industry
     Abm7
But what is the use of cutting them 
down;
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To smother and choke the souls of 
our town?
    Eb
I know there is another way…


[Duet] {listen for the exact chord 
changes}
    B
But, what is so wrong with giving 
them purpose?
(Just how could you weed them out?)
(Degrading them without a doubt)
Db
A man like yourself could give worth
 to the worthless
(You’re bleeding them dry)
Bbm                             Abm7
(They live and die like you and I…)
      Abm7
Without the guidance of rulers and 
tyrants
(… and under your guidance; the 
hands of a tyrant)
      B                    
These people will just tear 
             Eb
themselves apart
(They’ll just tear themselves apart)


[Verse]
       Ab             Fm      Ab 
Just look at that charlatan 
         Fm
steeped in deceit
     B             Cm          B 
A threat to the young; to the old
           Cm
 and the meek
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Don’t you wonder what made him so 
   Ab         Fm
vicious; so sick
    B          Cm
So far out of balance;
    B          Cm
So cruel and so callous;
    B          Cm
So married to malice?