Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
Do I ever say anything that makes you
D
Em
want to hate me?
Am
Em
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm a care of the dumb
Bm
Em
And I ain't got heaven and
And neither are you
Em
And neither's your sister
Am
And neither's your crew
So my mum was a
Mormon
A woman who married a
Roman
Catholic
So soon she too wanted to be
Roman
Catholic too
Down with the
D
Em
Pope and his whole pop crew
Am
Her crew, she chatted to priests
While dad stopped going to church
Spending
Sunday in the company of the
Sunday
Times
Vox
Q and his records and tapes
TV
D
Am
Kept dude company, mams in the garden
D
Me, I think I'm evil cause I've
Am
got a fucking hard- on
Yo, I used to go to church
with my old man
Kneeled down on the ground
Peace, peace, echoes all around
Played for peace and washed
a machine for my mum
The children had to bully me at school
Forgot to come down and smite them
Cos I wasn't supposed
to fight them
And jabber with the teachers
cos I bite them
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm a carer of the dumb
Em
And I ain't got a heaven
And neither are you
And neither is
Em
Hitler
Geron
2006 and this delay too sated
To take a bow to the time of the
Crusades
Now that was a brilliant scheme
Assemble
Em
Go
Spread the word of the
Lord
By fire or sword,
soon they'll all be saying
God!
God!
Thine is the kingdom,
the power, the glory
Em
Bible just a gory story
D
Dm
De signed to keep people in check
and others in power
D
Coward!
Pro!
Coward!
Am
Cause there really is a great big
supernatural sadist upstairs
And really obscene and he cares so
much about the people he creates
D
Em
Tied, he'll damn you to hell like if
Dm
D
Fine, fine, I'm swine, hence how I guess you
Am
D
can't credit kids with any intelligence
Am
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Bm
D
I'm a carer of the dumb, and I ain't going to heaven,
and I ain't going to hell
Dm
And neither are you,
D
Em
and neither are
Am
Kissinger
Bono, or
D
Dm
Blue
Am
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Now
Leonard
Cohen said
Into the heart of every
Christian
Christ comes and
Am
D
When by his grace the landscape of the heart
Am
becomes vast and deep and limitless
Then
Christ makes his abode in
that graceful heart
And his will prevails
The experience is recognised as peace
In the absence of this experience,
D
Divisions of every sort
Outside of the organisational enterprise
stands the figure of
Jesus
Am
Nailed to a human predicament,
G
summoning the heart to comprehend its own suffering
D
Dm
By dissolving herself in a radical
Am
confession of hospitality
But there's this new ship on the telly,
Em
said to forgive the man he blinded
And
Am
Jesus and his dad are like
Em
Am
me and they'll fix my nines
Huh!
No shit!
Em
I'm a bank account, I'm cop
Am
I don't get a free pay cut
Bush says
Prescott got stolen
Florida from
Em
Gore
He says
Am
Jesus doesn't want us killin'
babies anymore
Unless they're brown and whiskers
Em
We could smite this whining whore
D
Am
Be like war, what is it good for?
More war!
D
And more money, we need more money
Dm
You think these coffers full of deserves
D
You must be pretty fuckin' funny
Am
Go cry to mommy, your mommy is a slag
D
Am
That bitch ain't even imagine
she had sex with your dad
Uh!
Sex!
Uh!
Women's!
He was evil like an apple
We ain't ever been forgiven,
now that ain't living
We made hell upon that mountain,
D
still we can make it heaven
Suck it up, it's only if you
Am
can count
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm
Akira the
Dumb
And I ain't going to heaven,
D
Dm
and I ain't going to hell
Am
And neither are you, and neither is
Thatcher
I'm sorry, it's true
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm
Akira the
Dumb
And I ain't going to heaven,
Dm
and I ain't going to hell
D
Am
And neither are you, and neither are
Skeletor
Even the wolf
Oh, that's fucked up, yo
Am
Rove, I ain't going anywhere
Ah, yo
Britney
Spears, nowhere
Better than
Ross
Julie
Virgil
Leto
Jr
Em
Ross
Kerr
Evan
Vincent
Gallo
Ryan
Williams
Robbie
Williams
D
All of them, what's that guy, uh
What's his fucking name, uh
Johnny
G
Am
Sabre, that dude
Uh, your mum, uh, your dad,
D
Dm
D
your nan, uh, fuckin'
George
Am
Galloway, he ain't goin' nowhere
Uh, know, he ain't goin' nowhere
C
It's just man, it's just
Dm
D
Uh, he's a
Vince
Black
G
Gamer
Wolverine
Coach
Burn
G
Am
C
Who's he?
Dm
Who?
D
Who?
Dm
John
Lennon?
I'm fucking short rider, fucking ass
I'm really fucking short rider,
Em
D
And I'm fucking going for a whip
Yo, man I'm better killing all the babies
Em
G
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Richie
David
Orange
Nights
C
Yo, that's all y fucking,
Em
D
Dm
fucking
what's her name?
Serena's the best
I'm fucking sex, fucking sex
C
Em
D
I'm fucking sex, fucking sex
I'm fucking sex
I'm
G
Am
Marin, yo
Mark
Am
Janet
James!
The real woman is a real thing
D
What?
Larry
David
Larry
Rick
Am
James
Yo, it's true
What?
Oh, he is dead
Yeah, well, you know, he's dead
And he's just dead, that's all it is
It's all good, he's dead
And he lived
What a great life!
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