E Am B E7 [Verse 1]E Red carpet crying baby blueAm E E7 Nothing that crosses your lips is trueE Am B You'll be philosophizing, or criticizingE E7 Until your face turns blueE Am And while you're sitting in your ivory tower highB E E7 All those diggers in those ditches just wither and dieE Am Drinking off all those sweet tears that you cryB 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 fireC B E We'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping the steps of your empireAm C B Yeah we'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweepingE The steps of your empire [Instrumental]E Am B E E7E Am B E7 [Verse 2]E Am Think about your hands how they'll never hammer nailsB E E7 And how you'll never spend the night inside that hard cold jailE Am How you'll never feel the falling of the rain or the hailB E7 Your skin will forever grow so paleE Am And it ain't like there's a master or a slaveB E E7 No there isn't any way that you could ever behaveE Am Ain't like you're going to recognize on some beautiful dayB 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 fireC B E We'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping the steps of your empireAm C B Yeah we'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping [Instrumental]E Am B E E7E Am B E7E Am [Otro]C B E We'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping the steps of your empireAm C B E Yeah we'll be sweeping, ah we'll be sweeping
Sweeping
The Devil Makes Three
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