Intro - C, Am
           C, F, Dm, C

             Am
It was a clear blue day in September
          C
In the year two thousand and one
Am
Everybody seems to remember
C
Very few know how it was done
Am
Jet planes flying into buildings
F                                   C
Nobody getting in their way
Am
Tall twin towers made of concrete and steel
             C                       G
Coming down like paper Mache
         Dm
And I wonder why
    F                     G
Nobody wonders why

                   C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
                                                          Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
             C                            F
And the politicians out showboating
       C                     G                C
One day somebody tell it like it is

                Am
We went a huntin' for those old evil doers
              C
Down in old Afghanistan
Em         Am
Then we lost the track and headed back to Iraq
              C
With our sights set on Iran
                    Am
Through the desert runs a money trail
                  C
We kill and die for to defend
                   Am
Oh from the banks to the bankers to the tanks to the tankers
        C                           G
It's a war that knows no end
           Dm
And no wonder why
        F                G
Very few wonder why

                   C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
                                                          Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C                                     F
Oh big business out showboatin
          C              G                G
Won't somebody tell it like it is

     F                    C
Oh who knows a truth (And not afraid to tell it)
       F               Am - G - C
This song is for you

C - Am - C - G - C

                   Am
Maybe if we talk we're just dead men walking
                  C
But if we're silent we're living like slaves
              Am
But if we follow where we lead and we're eaten what we're fed
              C                                               G        
     Dm            F            G
Then we might as well be sleeping in our grave


                   C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
                                                          Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C                             F
Everybody out showboating
        C                 G                C
Somebody wanna tell it like it is
             C                   G                C
Oh somebody's gonna tell it like it is
                     C                    G               F   
               C
I believe somebody's gonna tell it like it is