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
[Otro]
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