F#m - X-10-12-12-11-10A 40 million refugeesD E A with no place on this earth to call their homeA one for every aimless graduateD E A with nothing else to show for it but loansD A And those of us who make a markE A use someone else's bloodD A Our western stain won't wash awayE A won't vanish in the floodBm A It goes deeper through each hurricaneD E Bm A and tidal wave and warC#m F#m We want everything we seeBm E A and once it's gone we just want moreA Atlas had those shouldersD E A We've got Ambien and Jamesons and blowA to bind us in a bubbleD E A keep the newsprint nightmare distant and remoteD A But when we wake in guillotinesE A And pitch our screaming fitsD A When the governors strikes up the bandE A And gags our parted lipsBm A When the worst case shows up dressed and dazzling,D E Bm A Ready for the ballC#m F#m Boy, that bubbles bound to burst,Bm E A And what a tragic way to fallA The tabloids tell us hate the rat thatD E A Strikes those subways closed and puts you outA D Forgot those 50 hour tunnel weeks inhalingE A Steel dust poison through his mouthD A Well if he don’t deserve a pension thatE A Makes his family feel secureD A If we're now so disconnectedE A it's our reflections we ignoreBm And if our constant choicesA D E Bm A skim and pass the writing on the wallC#m F#m Then, I'm sad to say we're lostBm E A and I'm embarrassed for us all
Burning City Smoke
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