Key: Chorus:
Am C
G
D
E
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B
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G
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D
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A
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E
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Am
C
People livin' their
lives for you on
TV.
G
D
They say they're
better than you, and
you agree.
Am
C
He says, Hold my
calls, from behind
those cold brock
walls.
G
D
Says, Come here boy,
there ain't nothin'
for free.
Am
C
G
Another doctor's
bill, a lawyer's
bill, another cute,
cheap thrill.
D
You know you love
him if you put him
in your will.
Am C
G
D
But who will save
your soul when it
comes to the
flowers, now?
Am C
G
D
Who will save your
souls after those
lies that you told,
boy?
Am C
G
D
And who will save
your souls if you
won't save your
own?
Am
C
G D
La, da, di, da, di,
da, di, da, da, da,
yeah, da.
Am
C
We try to hustle
them, try to bustle
them, try to cuss
them.
G
D
The cops want
someone to bust down
on Orleans
Avenue.
Am
C
G
Another day,
another dollar,
anothher war,
another tower went
up where the
D
homeless had their
homes.
Am
C
G
So we pray to as
many different gods
as there are
flowers.
D
But we call religion
our friend.
Am
C
G
We're so worried
about a-saving our
souls, afraid that
God will take his
D
toll, that we forget
to begin.
Am C
G
D
But who will save
your soul when it
comes to the
vet'rans, now?
Am C
G
D
Who will save your
souls after those
lies that you told,
boy?
Am C
G
D
And who will save
your souls if you
won't save your
own?
Am
C
G D
La, da, di, da, di,
da, di, da, da, da,
yeah, da.
*4 bar drum and bass
interlude, in the
last two beats of
the 4th bar play-
E
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B
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G
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D
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A
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E
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Am
C
Some are walking,
some are talking,
some are stalking
their kill.
G
D
Got social
security, but it
doesn't pay your
bills.
Am
C
There are addictions
to feed, and there
are mouths to
pay.
G
D
So you bargain with
the devil, but
you're O.K. for
today.
Am
C
Say that you love
me; take their money
and run.
G
D
Am
Say, it's been
swell, sweet-heart,
but it was just one
of those things.
C
Those flings, those
strings you got to
cut.
G
D
Am
So get out on the
streets, girls, and
bast your butts.
C G
D Am C G
D
Who will save, save
your soul when it
comes to the
vet'ran?
Am C
G
D
Who will save your
souls, those lies
that you told,
boy?
Am C
G
D
And who will save,
save your soul when
you won't save your
own? |