So Says I

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[Verse]
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        An address to the golden 
door
Am            D
        I was strumming on a stone 
again
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        pulling teeth from the 
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pimps of gore when hatched
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        a tragic opera in my mind...

Am             D
        and it told of a new design
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        in which every soul is duty 
bound
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        to uphold all the statues
            E
 of boredom therein lies
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        the fatal flaw of the red 
age


[Chorus]
               F                
Because it was nothing like we'd 
      C
ever dreamt
             F                     
our lust for life had gone away 
      C
with the rent we hated
               D               F  
and because it made no money 
                 G
nobody saved no one's life this time


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[Verse]
Am            D
        So we burned all our 
uniforms
Am              D
        and let nature take its 
course again
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        and the big ones just eat
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 all the little ones
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        that send us back to the 
drawing board.

[Break]
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[Bridge]
       C
In our darkest hours
            G
we have all asked for some
         F
angel to come
             C         G
sprinkle his dust all around
    C                              
but all our crying voices they 
  G
can't turn it around
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you've had some crazy conversations
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 of your own.

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[Verse]
Am                 D
        We've got rules and maps
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        and guns in our backs but we
 still can't just
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        behave ourselves even if 
    E
to save our own lives so, says I,
                   D   
        We are a brutal 
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kiiiiiiiiiiindd.

[Chorus]
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     Cuz this is nothing like 
       C
we'd ever dreamt
                F             
Tell Sir Thomas More we've got 
         C
another failed attempt
          D                    
Cuz if it makes them money they 
 F                   G
might just give you life this time.

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Wooo-ooo
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Wooo-ooo
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Wooo-ooo
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