Gm G

G
Up and left, you see
I could call this home
C                       G
It's the devil inside of me
C           G
Responsibility 
D                      C
But take a ride on the old believer
G                C
Tell me how it's wrong

F           F#m              G
Holy clocks have all gone home
F                 F#                  G
And the criminal interest takes home

G

G
Coastal breeze, you'll see
Red, red souls find their graves


A              D
How does a man lose
A               D
All his earthly wits?
G      D
Is it acid
A               D
Trapped in the pouring rain?
E
Is it Trojan heathens in your veins?
C        G
Over the banter
C             G
Look down the crucifix


D                        C
But take a ride on that old believer
G                 C
Tell me I'm still wrong

F           F#m               G
Holy clocks have all gone home
F                F#                 G
And the criminal interest takes home