[Short Instrumental Intro]
G D
A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes
G D
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
A D
A little man with a big eraser, changing history
A D
Procedures that he’s programmed to, all he hears and sees
G D
Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
A D
Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you
G D
Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
G D
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
A D
Follow the instructions of the New Way’s Evil Book of Rules
A D
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
[Short Instrumental Break]
A F#m
You said you’ve got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
A F#m
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
D Dsus
Don’t try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
D Dsus
And I believe my kingdom will come
[Guitar Solo]
G
F is for fighting, R is for red
A
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
G
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
A
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
G
D for your dying, O, your overture
A
M, they will cover your grave with manure
F
This spells out ‘FREEDOM’, it means nothing to me
D
As long as We’re Living In A Technocracy
[Guitar Solo]
G
F is for fighting, R is for red
A
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
G
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
A
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
G
D for your dying, O, your overture
A
M is for money, you know what that cures
F
This spells out ‘FREEDOM’, it means nothing to me
D
As long as We’re Living In A Technocracy
G
F is for fighting, R is for red
A
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
G
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
A
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
G
D for your dying, O, your overture
A
M, they will cover your grave with manure
F
This spells out ‘FREEDOM’, it means nothing to me
D
As long as We’re Living In A Technocracy
G
Put your hand right up my shirt
D
Pull the strings that make me work
G
Jaws will part, words fall out
D
Like a fish with hook in mouth
G D
Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
A D
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
G D
Follow the instructions of the New Way’s Evil Book of Rules
A D
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
F F
I’m not a fish, I’m a man
A D G
Hook in mouth!
[Short Instrumental Intro]
G D
A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes
G D
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
A D
A little man with a big eraser, changing history
A D
Procedures that he’s programmed to, all he hears and sees
G D
Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
A D
Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you
G D
Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
G D
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
A D
Follow the instructions of the New Way’s Evil Book of Rules
A D
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
[Short Instrumental Break]
A F#m
You said you’ve got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
A F#m
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
D Dsus
Don’t try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
D Dsus
And I believe my kingdom will come
[Guitar Solo]
G
F is for fighting, R is for red
A
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
G
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
A
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
G
D for your dying, O, your overture
A
M, they will cover your grave with manure
F
This spells out ‘FREEDOM’, it means nothing to me
D
As long as We’re Living In A Technocracy
[Guitar Solo]
G
F is for fighting, R is for red
A
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
G
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
A
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
G
D for your dying, O, your overture
A
M is for money, you know what that cures
F
This spells out ‘FREEDOM’, it means nothing to me
D
As long as We’re Living In A Technocracy
G
F is for fighting, R is for red
A
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
G
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
A
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
G
D for your dying, O, your overture
A
M, they will cover your grave with manure
F
This spells out ‘FREEDOM’, it means nothing to me
D
As long as We’re Living In A Technocracy
G
Put your hand right up my shirt
D
Pull the strings that make me work
G
Jaws will part, words fall out
D
Like a fish with hook in mouth
G D
Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
A D
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
G D
Follow the instructions of the New Way’s Evil Book of Rules
A D
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
F F
I’m not a fish, I’m a man
A D G
Hook in mouth!
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