The Airborne Toxic Event - The Winning Side

the airborne toxic event – the winning side
tabbed by : jamin_time

standard tuning
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intro :
C C F riff
C C F F

C
well i admit to the mistakes
at least privately in takes
F
and here’s another one
C
i said “we’d be okay”
“but that’s a lie , man”
F
i mean . . “hey , we’re all dying . . young!!”
C
it’s no worse off than it seems . .
but it’s more like a terrifying dream
F
and i’m serious!!
C
it’s either whiskey , or a bong , or a car crash , or a bomb
F
i’m serious!!

G
it’s the only thing i think
Am
when i wake up in my bed
G Am
when my stomach churns , as these pages turn
F
is the world burnin’
G
or is it only . . in my head?

C
on a screen on a tv
on a scene in front of me
F
with all the white noise n the static
and the stifling of the screams
C
this is war , this is death , this is real you better bet!
F
on the winning side , the winning side ,
the winning side , the winning side

C
and i’m sittin’ in a train
over brooklyn in the rain
F
all by myself
C
when a thought occurs to me . .
that all these people wanna be
F
just somewhere . . else
C
like every day is just a loss ,
spent arguing with your boss
F
over a coffee break
C
oh and the same is true for me ,
i mean , one more indignity
F
and im going to break

G Am
because the only thing i think when he walks out on the screen
G Am
he says , the sky falls , and your duty calls
F G
man it takes some balls to be so obscene

C
on a screen on a tv
on a scene in front of me
F
with all the white noise n the static
and the stifling of the screams
C
this is war , this is death , this is real you better bet!
F
on the winning side , the winning side
the winning side , the winning side

G
the right side , the right side
Am
well they shipped you off , and your parents cried
G
and it all falls away so quietly
Am
when you wake up to reality . .
F
but reality?
G
what’s reality? what’s reality? what’s reality?
C F
it’s a fxxking bullet!!

C
well i got a brother in iraq
i got no way to get him back
F
like all those people in the sands ,
buried in afghanistan
C
i got a child in a crib
i got a father in a bib
F
i got no pills
i got no skills
i got no idea what i did
C
i just wonder every second
of every minute that passes by
F
are we living?
are we dreaming?
are we winning where we die?

G
in a cloud of dust , in a mushroom burst
Am
in a series of degradations first
F
all alone , in a hospital bed?
G
wondering what we might of done instead!

C
with a lifetime , lifetime
F
a lifetime , a lifetime
C
a lifetime , a lifetime
F
a lifetime , a lifetime
G
a lifetime , a lifetime
Am
well , we paid our dues , and we did our time
G
but tell me what exactly was our crime?
Am
well i stand and stood for this fallen line
F
while you decide who lives , who dies
G C
i hope you choke on all . . your . . . lies