G

[Verse]
G                           G         C               G
Looks like the monsoons are coming to ruin the 4th of July.
G                 G                       D
It always ends up exactly like this every year at exactly this time.
           G                  G                   C                        G
I went outside, took down the flag, reduced it to rags, and engulfed it in fire.
       D                   D                       G
Only a nation under manipulation could swallow the lies.

[Chorus]
           G
I’m out of line.
           G
I’m out of line.
           C                      G
I’d better get my ass back in the line.
       D                   D                              G
Only a country filled with idiot people could swallow the lies.

[Insrtumental]
G C G D G

[Verse]
G                         G          C                  G
Looks like a snowstorm is brewing to ruin our Christmas again.
   G              G                       D
It always ends up exactly like this every time that I get off the plane.
       G                               G                 C                   G
I hate religion, but I don’t blame the stories: It’s the folks who believe I despise.
       D                                                G
Only a world so desperate for meaning could swallow the lies.

[Chorus]
           G
I’m out of line.
           G
I’m out of line.
           C                      G
I’d better get my ass back in the line.
       D                   D                              G
Only a fool filled with half-baked ideas could swallow the lies.
           G
I’m out of line.
           G
I’m out of line.
           C                      G
I’d better get my ass back in the line.
       D                   D                              G
Only a fool filled with half-baked ideas could swallow the lies.