Chamberlain Waits

Intro
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Verse goes like this:

Am
I've been awake for hours, as I 
watch a
F
Sunrise come over nothing, while
Am
Outside the cars start racing, 
searching for
F
Something that we could never seem 
to find or afford.

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(Play Intro riff again)

(2nd verse is the same, except also 
play G chord at the end)

Chorus:
      C
Chamberlain's waiting down at the 
bottom of the
Am
city of hell, or heaven itself, as 
the
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whistle she sings, my hands 
               G
building weapons for kings.
        C
While somebody's drinking my last 
rations of
Am
Victory gin, I'm sober as sin, as my
F                                 
hands start to shake, I fill with 
            G
post-modern debates,
While Chamberlain's waiting!

Solo:
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   F
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C                         F      
Build our mistakes to the clouds,
      C                        
 then blame us for dreaming out 
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loud.