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