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