[Intro] D  Bm  Bb  A

[Primeira Parte]

D           Bm      Bb
I am not a dog on a chain
Bb           A
I use my own brain
D     Bm                    Bb
I can turn the conversation off
                     A
I'm too clever to be robbed
D          Bm       Bb
I am not a dog on a chain
               A
Thanks all the same
D               Bm          Bb
I have patience and I have time
                  A
Both of which are mine

[Refrão]

          G              A
I hear a call, I hear a cry
    Bb             C
I raise my voice, I have no choice
    G                 A
I raise my hand, I hammer twice
    Bb              C
I see no point in being nice

[Segunda Parte]

D           Bm
I am not a dog on a chain
    Bb        A
I use my own brain
 D              Bm
I do not read newspapers
Bb              A
They are troublemakers
D               Bm                  Bb
Listen out for what's not shown to you
                           A
And there you'll find the truth
     D          Bm              Bb
For in a civilized and careful way
                             A
They'll sculpture all your views

[Refrão]

     G            A
So open up your nervous mouth
              Bb                   C
And feel the words come streaming out
   G                  A
In volume, pitch and rising cries
  Bb                    C
Opening your blinkered eyes
      G                    A
For otherwise, you'll never know
         Bb      C               G
Who you are or all that you can do
         A               Bb
If you want to, if you want to
              C
If you want to

( D  C  Bb  A )
( D  C  Bb  A )

[Terceira Parte]

D           Bm         Bb
I am not a dog on a chain
                   A
You've got to be insane
 D          Bm                Bb
One is company and two is a crowd
                 A
And crowds are loud

[Refrão]

        G                  A
Oh, maybe I'll be skinned alive
           Bb                     C
By Canada Goose because of my views
                  G                  A
Because of the truth, because of my fleece
                   Bb               C
Because of my niece, like drinking ink, the
        G
Words explode
              A                    Bb
Fatter than fists, louder than blows
              C                   G
Fatter than fists, louder than blows
               A                  Bb
The dead are dead, ice cold and hard
                             C
To where they can't be overcharged
         G                  A
They have no breath, they have no eyes
       Bb                     C
At least they won't be going twice

[Final] D  C  Bb  A
        D  C  Bb  A
        D  Bm  Bb  A  D