Intro
Dm Bb F F
Dm Bb F F

Dm   Bb         F    F
He imagines the world

Dm    Bb        F    F
As the angel ascending

Am                  Dm
Like the ghost of a man

       C 
Who is tied up to the chair

And he tries to believe
That his life has a meaning
With his hand on his heart
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre 

And I wake up blind
Like my dreams were too bright
And I lost my regard
For the good things that I had
And the radio was sad

When you listen for good
In a hope that comes to nothing
‘Cause the liars moved in
And they believe their own
Dark medicine

You act so nonchalant
But he is not a dog
Perform for you in the stadium
For the world, not for the war

And he won’t hesitate
Though it might lead to heartache
In the nightclub Indigo
For the world not for the war
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre


         Bb         C
When you listen for good

     F                        Eb
In a hope that comes to nothing

           Bb                C
’Cause the liars have moved in

           F
And they believe their own

          Eb
Dark medicine

Believing it’s good
Behind their jaded eyes
A dilemma

He’s the best
You’ve ever had
He’s so low
You’ll never know
(He’s the best)
You’ll never know
(He’s so low)
You’ll never know, oh oh oh oh
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .know
(He’s so low)
You’ll never know
(He’s the best)/Here we go