Intro:
Fingerpicking on B that continues through out verse 1.
B
Bring out your dead, kids. Bring out your dead.
Your sons and daughters, they won't be spared
E
because this virus is just like us and its flames
B
are fanned by clapping hands
B
so board up your windows, protect your homes
take off your skins, kids, and rest your bones
E
there's no protection from infection so your
B
plans won't be too hard to break
F# E B
because in this life, you'll never be free
B (Distortion)
I:
B
I swear I'll never stray from God
no eclipse just harbored thoughts
F# E
of escape, lord, of escape
B
but it was a lie
B
the surgeon said before he cut
E
with delicate assassins touch
B G
do you believe in men?
F# E B
because science and a steady hand are what you need now
II:
G#m B
i caved to his charm and he found a vein
G#m F# E
now now this hole in my arm is big enough for all of us
F# E
it's not red or blue but it's filled with dust
I:
B
so set your sails and head due north
pall bearers wait on sandy shores
F# E
fare thee well, friend, fare well
B
you're gonna be fine
B
i rested on a bed of doubt
E
the pillow soft, yet still devout
B G
it's hard, it's hard, it's hard
F# E B
when these thoughts race round my head involuntary
II:
G#m B
the melody's sweet but it's so impure
G#m F#
now now they fall from these trees so i did my part
E F# E
and i took a bite, oh maybe i was just an easy mark
III:
G#m
oh, it's true
E B
it's how i fell in love
D#m C#m
with things i couldn't see
B
and germs i couldn't treat
E B
i fell hard for disease
D#m C#m
because it made me feel alive
B
it made me more alive
D#7 G#m
if god's always fair, why's his cupboard always bare?
D#7
Ba ba ba
Instrumental/Ba's:
B E B
B E B
F# E F#
IV:
E
it's strange
F#
so strange
B G#m
how they'll pick-pocket your grave
E
it's ok
D#m
it's ok
F#
it's alright
E F# B G#m
i know that they won't get their hands wrapped round my soul
E F# B
its a paltry sum oh the combination's lost and it's all i have
III:
G#m
it's true
E B
how i fell in love
D#m C#m
with things i couldn't see
B
and germs i couldn't treat
E B
i fell hard for disease
D#m C#m
because it made me feel alive
B
it made me more alive
D#7 G#m
if god's always fair, why's his cupboard always bare?
D#7
ba ba ba
It may not be perfect, but if you notice problems, post them please. If you don't, then
good enough. Now, WHERE'S THE REST OF THE ALBUM, MILES?!