Am Am
Am D/F#
What do you see with the eyes in your head?
C B7
Pitiful struggle, or are you content?
Am C D E
Fear and anger so garishly clothed, resignation and ignorance tied up in bows
Am C
A king to a pauper, a sad wizened clown
D E
A joke an a punchline, people all round
Am C
Rose-tinted glasses and no-one is sane
D E
A big waltzing blindfold, we are what we play
Am Am7
We are what we play, and nothing is sane
Am D/F#
What can he hear with his ears in his hands?
C B7
Her silently weeping, his head in the sand
Am C D E
Patiently lurking in water in wine, he'll drown by her tears, or choke on his time
Am C
For what we've forsaken and taken too soon
D E
Before murdering old mother, we'd dance on the moon
Am C D E
Deaf to the thunder that silently cracks, we're holding our breath until her collapse
F E Am Am7 x2
Am D/F#
What do you feel with your heart in your chest?
C B7
Some few thousand years, could soon come to rest
Am C
Do you feel the butcher? The bullet that bores
D E
With corkscrewing chaos and mighty a roar
Am D/F#
What do you feel with your heart in your chest?
C B7
Some few thousand years could soon come to rest
Am C
On the shoulders of man and his bag full of bombs
D E
Bell tolling destruction our final swan song
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