Intro
[Intro]
C C
I lay awake in bed, I don't know how I got here
C N.C.
There's knocking on the door - 1-2-3-4
C (x4)
[Verse 1]
C C
It's quite a bloody mess in here and no one feels responsible
C C
The fragmentation of ourselves, nah, don't be so sensible
Dm F C C
You know they built on sand but they call it an empire
C C
So much for cleaning up now, the middle class is fading
C C
Those friends in higher places are deceptive clowns parading
Dm F C C
The cocaine cowboys and the wall street vampires
[Chorus 1]
Am
And I say:
F C Em Am
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
F C C
White noize, beautiful white noize
[Verse 2]
C C
Who distributes the migrants, who talks about the crisis
C C
New faces to the cabinet, let's see how thick the ice is
Dm F C C
Testing distant waters, quietly behind the scenes
C Caug
My arm is growing tired, of waving the white flag
C Caug
And now there's nothing left to light, just filters of old fags
Dm F C C
The prime minister's driving in a long black limousine
[Chorus 2]
Am
And I say:
F C Em Am
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
F C Em Am
White noize, beautiful white noize - tonight I don't care if I'm a creep
F C Em Am
White noize, white noize - is the quiet before the storm
F C C
White noize, beautiful white noize
[Bridge]
Am F C C
And the world goes - tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, yeah
Am F C C
And the birds go - tweet, tweet tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet tweet, yeah
Dm F Dm
In a room without a roof - I'm staring at the ceiling
F C C
In times like these they don't care about how we're feeling
[Chorus 3]
Am
And I say:
F C Em Am
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
F C Em Am
White noize, beautiful white noize - tonight I don't care if I'm a creep
F C Em Am
White noize, white noize - comes the morning comes a time to reap
F C C
White noize, beautiful white noize
[Outro]
C (x4)
C Caug
There's no one left to talk to, and no one wants to listen
C Caug
How can we right a wrong when all they do is reminiscing
Dm F C C
Free speech echoes, echoes from the wall
Dm F C
I lean back in my camp chair, waiting until they fall