E Am B E7 [Verse 1] E Red carpet crying baby blue Am E E7 Nothing that crosses your lips is true E Am B You'll be philosophizing, or criticizing E E7 Until your face turns blue E Am And while you're sitting in your ivory tower high B E E7 All those diggers in those ditches just wither and die E Am Drinking off all those sweet tears that you cry B E E7 'Cause you know it's getting so damn dry outside [Chorus] E Am While you're sitting inside with your feet up by the fire C B E We'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping the steps of your empire Am C B Yeah we'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping E The steps of your empire [Instrumental] E Am B E E7 E Am B E7 [Verse 2] E Am Think about your hands how they'll never hammer nails B E E7 And how you'll never spend the night inside that hard cold jail E Am How you'll never feel the falling of the rain or the hail B E7 Your skin will forever grow so pale E Am And it ain't like there's a master or a slave B E E7 No there isn't any way that you could ever behave E Am Ain't like you're going to recognize on some beautiful day B E E7 Now you just got to pay all them debts that you made [Chorus] E Am While you're sitting inside thinking who started the fire C B E We'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping the steps of your empire Am C B Yeah we'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping [Instrumental] E Am B E E7 E Am B E7 E Am [Outro] C B E We'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping the steps of your empire Am C B E Yeah we'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping