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Don't Pray On Me
Tom: G5
Intro:  G5  C5   D5   C5  C5  D5   G5
  G5      C5          D5       C5
A grizzly scene on my electron beam
       C5    D5          D5
Told a story about human rights
   G5           C5         D5           C5
So all of Kings horses and all of Kings men
      C5           D5       D5
Had a riot for two days and nights
          G5     C5             D5             C5
Well, the city exploded but the gates wouldn't open
       C5      D5           D5
So the company asked him to quit
    G5   C5     D5    C5
Now everybody's equal
C5         D5      G5
Just don't measure it
G5    C5   D5   C5   C5   D5    G5
     G5     C5        D5     C5
Well Hanson did it to Hester
    C5         D5        D5
And Mark David did it to John
    G5         C5        D5      C5
And maybe Jack did it to Marilyn
       C5        D5        D5
But he did it to South Vietnam
    G5  C5     D5    C5
For beauty and glory
    C5     D5       D5
For money, love and country
    G5   C5     D5    C5
Now everybody's doing it
C5       D5      G5
Don't do that to me
G5    C5   D5    C5 C5 D5     G5
  G5       C5         D5       C5
A bitter debate and a feminine fate
       C5          D5           D5
Fly in tandem like two precious ?blades?
  G5          C5             D5          C5
A farmer gets warmer its the latter that matters
C5            D5          D5
Except on the nation's airwaves
    G5            C5      D5          C5
And custodians of public opinion stay back
         C5          D5         D5
At the debate and discuss civil rights
    G5    C5      D5   C5
Lay hands off her body
    C5       D5      G5
It's not your fucking right
G5   C5     D5   C5    C5  D5    G5
     G5           C5           D5           C5
Well I don't know what stopped Jesus Christ
             C5           D5         D5
From turning every hungry stone into bread
    G5        C5         D5      C5
And I don't remember how Moses reacted
         C5             D5            D5
When the innocent first born sons lay dead
     G5                C5         D5          C5
Well I guess God was a lot more demonstrative back
            C5       D5         D5
When He flamboyantly parted the sea
    G5   C5     D5  C5
Now everybody's praying
C5    D5      G5
Don't prey on me
     G5   C5     D5  C5
Said everybody's praying
C5    D5      G5
Don't prey on me
G5  C5  D5  C5  C5  D5  G5
Heaven Is Falling
Tom: G
Intro:  G  D  Am  G  D  C
G      D                Am
  As I walk beneath the valley,
G         D       Am
  I shall fear no evil,
G               D                   Am
  For thanks to King George and his rainbow cabinet,
G       D         C      D
  Today murder is legal
G       D              Am
  God I know that it's wrong,
G            D                   Am
  To kill my brother for what he hasn't done,
G            D                  C
  And as the planes blacken the sky,
F                D
  It sounds like heaven is falling,
G    D           Am        C
  It sounds like heaven is falling,
G     D             Am        C
  You promised me a new day a dawning
G             D                  C
  I've seen a thousand points of light,
F                                          G
  Like so many points of hatred, shame and horror
**Solo
G       D            Am
  God I want to be a man,
G             D                  Am
  But I don't want to die with a rifle in my hand,
G            D                  C
  And as the planes blacken the sky,
F                D
  It sounds like heaven is falling,
G    D           Am        C
  It sounds like heaven is falling,
G     D             Am        C
  You promised me a new day a dawning
G              D                 C
  Well nothing here looks new to me,
F
  But a score of mothers 'sons
                                            G   F  G
  Caught 'tween the devil and the deep blue sea 
Incomplete
Tom: D#
Intro:  D#  C#  G#  B  C#    x2
D#      C#      G#            B       C#
  Mother, father, look at your little monster,
D#          C#
  I'm a hero, I'm a zero,
G#                    B             C#
  I'm the butt of the worst joke in history,
D#      C#             G#
  I'm a lock without a key,
    B            D#      C#             G#
  A city with no door, a prayer without faith,
    B              D#
  A show without a score,
        C#          B              C#
  I'm a bad word, a wink, a nod, a shiver,
     F#            G#
  An untold story, sex without fury,
    A#
  A creeping gray memory,
             D#  F#  G# F# D#  F#  G# F# D#  F#  G# F# D#  F# G# F#  A#
  I am incomplete....incomplete....incomplete....incomplete
D#      C#       G#            B              C#
  Doctor, cure me; what is the cause of my condition,
D#            C#
  This madness shoots me,
G#                      B          C#
  Like bullets smashing glass in a silent movie,
D#      C#             G#
  I'm a trap without a spring,
    B              D#
  A temple with no god,
    C#              G#
  A jack without an ace,
      B           D#
  The tip of your tongue,
        C#          B        C#
  I'm a promise, an unmailed letter,
     F#             G#
  An unbuilt motor, deck without a joker,
    A#
  A creeping gray memory
             D#  F#  G# F# D#  F#  G# F# D#  F#  G# F# D#  F# G# F#
  I am incomplete....incomplete....incomplete....incomplete
**Solo (Chords Are  D#  C#  G#  B  D#  C#  G#  B  D#  C#  B  C#  F#  G#  A#)
  G#                             D#  F# G# F#  D#  F# G# F#
  Tell Saint Peter not to bet on me,
  G#
  I got a naked obsession,
    A#
  A good intention gone bad,
             D#  F#  G# F# D#  F#  G# F# D#  F#  G# F# D#  F# G# F#
  I am incomplete....incomplete....incomplete....incomplete
Walk Away
Tom: Em
Eriff : Power chords:  E-E-D-E-E-D- etc.
Griff : Power chords:  G-G-D-G-G-D- etc.
Eriff
Em           C            D                Eriff
Shut off the t.v and peel off those sunday gloves,
    Am             Em                     D        Eriff
And I`ll stain the clean that you've been counting, 
Em      C               D         Griff
Old Mr. Fletcher passed by here today,
      Am          Em           D             Eriff
After 40 years of toil he just up and walked away,
   Em         C          D             Eriff 
Fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes,
   Am              Em         D       Eriff 
He shrugged when I asked him about it,
   Em                  C                D              Griff
He said "young man pay heed, you listen well to what I say, 
    Am            Em         D           Em
Now there comes a time for a man to walk away", 
      D                Em
Walk away, I'll be a parade,
    C         B5     
And I'll be determined that no one shall 
   Em          C
Dissuade on my way,
     D              G       C            B5
I'll sure take some time to burn all the bridges
                   Eriff
That I'm leaving behind,
   Em         C               D                  Eriff
He passed by again and he was shivering from the cold,
        Am         Em                D       Eriff
I'm not sure but I think that he was trying,
   Em                C           D                Griff
He told me about the weather and something old to pay,
       Am           Em               D            Em
"But tomorrow, " he said, "I'm gonna surely walk away"
      D                Em
Walk away, I'll be a parade,
    C         B5     
And I'll be determined that no one shall 
   E           C
Dissuade on my way,
     D             G       C            B5
I'll take my sweet time and burn all the bridges
                   Eriff
That I'm leaving behind,
Solo:
    1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 
e |---------5-----5-5---7h8-7-------5-----7-5-----5-7r5---5-7---7h10-
B |-5---7h8-----------------------8-----8-------7-------8------------
G |------------------------------------------------------------------
    1  ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 
e |-10r8---7-5---7h8-7-------5-----7-5-----5-7r5---------------------
B |------------------------8-----8-------7-------8r7-5---------------
G |------------------------------------------------------------------
                                                 Walk
 D                Em
Away, I'll be a parade,
    C         B5     
And I'll be determined that no one shall 
   Eriff
Dissuade
                                                               
21 St Century Digital Boy
Tom: D
Intro:  D
          D        F  G  A# A
I can't believe it,
    D       F        G      A#
The way you look sometimes,
A      D        F         C    G
Like a trampled flag on a city street,
   D    F  A
Oh yeah  
            D       F  G  A# A
And I don't want it,
    D             F        G  A# A
The things you're offering me,
D          F         C       G
Symbolized bar code, quick i.d.,
   D    F  A  
Oh yeah
      D    A#      F       C
I'm a 21st century digital boy,
  D                 A#             F            C  
I don't know how to live, but I've got a lot of toys,
   D          A#          F          G
My daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual,
   D          A#            F      G     A
My mommy's on valium, she's so ineffectual, ain't life a mystery?
D  F  G  A# A  D  F  A
          D        F  G  A# A
I can't explain it,
    D       F        G      A#
The things they're saying to me,
It's going yayayayayayaya,
Oh yeah,
      D    A#      F       C
I'm a 21st century digital boy,
  D                 A#             F            C
I don't know how to read, but I've got a lot of toys,
   D          A#          F          G
My daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual,
   D          A#            F      G     A
My mommy's on valium, she's so ineffectual, ain't life a mystery?
C
I tried to tell you about no control,
G
But now I really don't know,
A#                         F
And then you told me how bad you had to suffer,
A
Is that really all you have to offer?
**Solo
      D    A#      F       C
I'm a 21st century digital boy...
Big Bang
Tom: A
Intro:A-A-D#-A-A-D#-A-A-D#-A-A-D#
      A-A-C-G  A-A-C-D
      A-A-C-G  F  C-B-A-G
A
This isn't another new fashion
C
Or a new plastic trend,
G
Everybody's searching for something
            D
But in the mean time let's all just pretend
A
I've got this feeling 
       C
And I don't know what it is,
      G
This room is overcrowded man 
     D
And I need air to breathe
A         C
Big bang, big crunch,
G                 D
You know there's no free lunch
A          C
Kneel down and pray,
G                D
Here comes your judgment day
A           C        
Big crunch, you know 
G                 D
It's going to be quite a show
 A          C            G      D
What goes around always comes around
A-A-D#-A-A-D#-A-A-D#-A-A-D#
A-A-C-G  A-A-C-D
A-A-C-G  F
A
A million hopeless faces 
C
Dwell within protected walls,
G
All waiting for a moment in their lives
      D
When they can heed the clarion call,
A                          
And it's all so oppressive
    C
My mind feels like a sieve,
      G     
This city is overcrowded man
     D
And I need room to live
A         C
Big bang, big crunch,
G                 D
You know there's no free lunch
A          C
Kneel down and pray,
G                D
Here comes your judgment day
A           C        
Big crunch, you know 
G                 D
It's going to be quite a show
 A          C            G      D
What goes around always comes around
A-A-D#-A-A-D#-A-A-D#-A-A-D#
B
I think of the countless shadows
D
That have all come and gone,
A
All suffering in the notion 
    E
Of better things to come,
B
If you share these beliefs  
     D
You know I wish you well,
                A
'Cause there's no room left in heaven,
             E
And there's sure no room in hell
B         D
Big bang, big crunch,
A                 E
You know there's no free lunch
B          D
Kneel down and pray,
A                E
Here comes your judgment day
B           D        
Big crunch, you know  
A                 E
It's going to be quite a show
 B          D            A      E
What goes around always comes around
B-B-F-B-B-F-B-B-F-B

 

 

Change Of Ideas
Tom: D
        D            A        E
Well the sheaves have all been brought,
        D           E      F#
But the fields have washed away,
        D   A       E
And the palaces now stand 
          D       E        F#
Where the coffins all were laid,
        D        A   E
And the times we see ahead
        D          E    F#
We must glaze with rosy hues
       D          A    E
For we don't wish to admit 
        D     E       F#
What it is we have to lose
F#  A  E
   F#                A  E
Millennia in coming,
    F#                  A  E
The modern age is here,
   F#                    A  E
It sanctifies the future 
    F#                    A  E
Yet renders us with fear,
F#      A         E       F#
So many theories, so many prophecies,
D          A         E          F#
What we do need is a change of ideas,
F#          A             E           F#
When we are scared we can hide in our reveries,
D           A         E          F#
But what we need is a change of ideas,
F#        A      E          F#
Change of ideas, change of ideas,
D            A        E          F#
What we need now is a change of ideas
D  A  E  F#

 

Fertile Crescent
Tom: C                                                   
Intro:
 Lead Guitar (Play Twice)
E---------------------------------------------------------------------------
B--1-1-1-1------------1-1-1-1----------1-1-1-1-------------------------------
G----------3-1-0-0-0----------3-1-0-0----------3-1-0-------3----------------
D----------------------------------------------------1-----3--5-------------
A------------------------------------------------------3---1--5-------------
E-------------------------------------------------------------3---(p.s.)----
 2nd Guitar:
  C  G#  C   C   G#  C   C  G#  C   Bb  G  (p.s.)
 C                 G#        C
Come and see the brilliant lights
 C                 G#        C
Don't let your emotions mask your sight
 C                 G#        C
It's a manifestation of a deeper fight 
 Bb              G
That effects me and you
 C                 G#       C
My optimism was running high
 C                 G#        C
A new world order was on my mind
 C                 G#        C
But I couldn't believe it when I heard them say
 Bb              G
They're throwing it away . . . (highG)
Chorus I:
 Eb              Bb       C  Bb  C
And the fertile crescent is burning today
 Eb           Bb      F   highG
And baby my emotions are too
 Eb           Bb        C   Bb  C
The cradle of humanity has led us all astray
 G#                    Bb        G
And we're all in this together don't you know
 G#                  Bb
Cause our species has nowhere else to go.
 C                 G#        C
Aggression rears its ugly head, 
 C                 G#        C
Retaliation brings further dread
 C                 G#        C
The two are linked by unseen threads 
 Bb              G
That wind back through time
 C                 G#        C
I don't agree with this out-dated trend, 
 C                 G#        C
Nationalism's but an evil friend
 C                 G#        C
Hatred's instilled by invisible lines
 Bb              G 
Drawn in our minds
Chorus II:
 Eb              Bb       C  Bb  C
And the fertile Crescent is haunting us today
 Eb           Bb      F   highG
And baby our instincts are too
 Eb              Bb       C  Bb  C
The ghost of humanity is warning us this way
 G#                    Bb        G
And I think we all should heed it don't you know, 
 G#                    Bb        
Cause we don't know where else to go.
Solo:
E---------------------------------------------------------------------------
B--1-1-1-1-4-3-1----------------1-1-1-1-4-3-1----------------9--------------
G----------------3-1-0-0-1-0------------------3-1-0-0-1-0----8-(B)----------
D----------------------------3----------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------------------------
E----------------------11--11-10--------------------------------------------
B---------------------------------------------------------------------------
G---5---5-5---8---8-8-------------------------------------------------------
D---------------------------------------------------------------------------
A----------------------------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chorus III:
 Eb              Bb       C  Bb  C
And the Fertile Crescent is haunting us today
 Eb           Bb      F   highG
And baby our instincts are too
 Eb              Bb       C  Bb  C
The ghost of humanity is warning us this way
 G#                    Bb        G
And I think we all should heed it don't you know
 G#                    Bb        
Cause we've got nowhere else to go.
High G = 
-----------------
--8--------------       
--7----or----12--
--5----------12--
-------------10--
-----------------
(p.s.) = pick slide.
(B) = bend.

 

Flat Earth Society
Tom: E
 
E         D              E              B
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
    E                   D       
The full moon is rising over dark water
        C               B
And the fools below are picking up sticks
        E                  D    
And the man in the gallows lies permanently
                C                        B
Waiting for the doctors to come back and tend to him,
      G                     D
The flat earth society is meeting here today,
G                      B            G
Singing happy little lies and the bright ship
            D        A
Humana is sent far away
F#                  G A    B
With grave determination....   And no destination, 
E         D              E              B
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
    E                   D
Yeah, nothing feels better than a spray of
        C               B
Clean water and the whistling wind on a calm summer night,
        E                  D    
But you'd better believe that down in their quarters 
                C                        B
The men are holding in for their dear lives,
    G                     D
The flat earth society is somewhere far away,
G                      B            G
With their candlesticks and compasses and
          D        A
The bright ship humana is well on its way
F#                  G A    B
With grave determination....   And no destination, 
  
E         D              E              B
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie (ad infinitum)


 

Land Of Competition
Tom: E
Intro: E  D  E  D
E                          D
See, there's a girl who's afraid of the world
                E    D
So she stays at home,
E                       D
Also a boy who seems so lost in his joy 
          E    D
He's all alone,
    C           G                    D            E
The camera's on them, they're in the land of competition,
C            D          E
Southern california air feeds them,
         C                G                D            E
And they know they're the best 'cuz of the way they are dressed,
            C               D                E    D  E  D
But you can bet you are not welcome in their home,
E                          D
See there's a girl who sits and
                E    D
Watches the world from her blue screen,
E                       D
Also a boy who truly wants to destroy his
          E    D
Hometown scene,
    C           G                    D            E
They both want to travel to the land of competition,
C            D          E
Southern california will destroy them,
         C                G                D            E
And they won't be the best, they'll be the poseurs who dress 
            C               D      E    D  E  D
Like the plastic idiots who they copy
E                          D
Tell me what do you need to make you happy?
                E    D
Indeed, is it out of your reach?
E                       D
Beware of number one, see all the damage it has done,
             E    D
There are so few of them,
    C           G                    D            E
You won't find too many in the land of competition,
C            D          E
Southern California doesn't breed them,
         C                G                D          E
If you just want the best turn to yourself for the rest,
            C               D            E    D  E  D
And forget about the one's who "have it all"
   C              D                 E
Be careful of the ones who "have it all"
                                                               
No Direction
Tom: E
Intro:  E  C  D (4x)

 

E            D      A
Every day we profit so,
E                   D       A
Leaning towards the great unknown,
E             G        A  E        C  D
Asking how it pertains to tomorrow
E  C  D
E              D         A
Aim for places we've not been,
E                  D     A
Trample paths that go between,
E              G       A     E      C  D
Yesterdays foundations and tomorrow
E  C  D
E                          D
It's the way they say it's got to be,
   C                         G    D
We spear ahead and forge our destiny,
E
Who do they represent?
D
Who do you believe?
C                          D        E    D  A
Make a sound decision for others to heed
E  D  A
E            D      A
Try to set a faster pace,
E              D      A
Try to build a master race,
E                    G            A    E      C  D
One that will make a contribution to tomorrow
**Solo: E  C  D
E                          D
It's the way they say it's got to be,
   C                            G    D
We put aside our fears and make history,
    E                                D
The clothes are in the dryer and the writing is on the wall
      C                          D         E    C  D
We're doing everything we can to stop this fall
E  C  D
E                      C  G  D  A
Everyday we profit so,
E                                 C  G  D  A
Leaning towards the great unknown
C  G  D  A   C  G  D  A   E
                            
The Positive Aspect Of Negative Thinking
Tom: D

 

      D                                A
Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast,
        C                                 G
We have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea,
   D                         A
Syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease,
    C                                  G                D
The swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary,
      D                               A
We've nestled in its hollow and we've suckled at its breast,
    C                         G
Grandiloquent our attitude, impassioned yet inept,
D                           A
Frivolous gavel our design, ludicrous our threat,
  C                            G                      D
Excursive expeditions leave us holding less and less,
                A
So what does it mean?
        F                              C
When we tell ourselves it's only for a while we have been deceived 
         A#                         F
And it's only for a moment that the treasures of our day make 
     C                         A#
Life easier to complicate, the treasure thrown away,
G   G# F                G      G# F
I'm so tired of all the fucked up minds 
           G    G#     F                 G   G#   F
Of all the terrorist religions and their bullshit lines,
           G    G# F                G   G#   F
Of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes 
        G  G#   F                         G   G# F
And the weeping mothers and those who are led so blind,
         G   G#  F                G     G# F 
From the plastic protests and the hands of time
        G  G#   F                G G#   F
And the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind

 

Turn On The Light
Tom: D
Intro:  F F
D         C                 G             D
  I had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket
D            C                 G                D
  He used to touch it when the wind was blowing high
D            C                  G                 D
  I guess it made him feel like he could buck the system
D             C                G                D
  And when it flickered out we laid him down to die
    D    F      G
  I turn on the light,
            C                G                 F
  Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
   D      F      G
  A beacon in the night,
C             G            F
  I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry
D  F   G    F   F
D              C               G                  D
  And I'll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
D      C                   G            D
  And equip it with just a million tiny suns
D         C             G             D
  I'll install upon the roof of my compartment
D               C         G               D
  And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
            D    F      G
  Then I'll turn on the light,
            C                G                 F
  Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
    D      F      G
  A beacon in the night,
C             G            F
  I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry
D   F   G  F  F     
D  D  C  D  D  C      D    (During Bass "Solo")
       D
  And I'll 
  D  G           C             F
  Bu  urn, like a Roman fucking candle
  D  G           C            F
  Bu  urn, like a chasm in the night
  D  G          C           F
  Bu  urn, for a miniscule duration
     D         C         G            D
  Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
D F G


You Are (The Government)
Tom: F
Intro:  F  G#  A#  C#  D#   F  G#  A#  C#  C    (x4)
     C#           G#                 D#                   F
Hey, sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong,
 C#           G#            D#                A#
Eradicate but vindicate as "progress" creeps along,
C#           G#              D#               F
Puritan work ethic maintains its subconscious edge,
   C#            D#                  F
As old glory maintains your consciousness
C#  D#  F   
F  G#  A#  C#  D#   F  G#  A#  C#  C    (x2)
          C#           G#          D#          F
There's a loser in the house and a puppet on a stool,
      C#             G#         D#               A#
And a crowded way of life and a black reflecting pool,
    C#            G#       D#           F
And as the people bend the moral fabric dies,
     C#               D#                 F#
Then country can't pretend to ignore its people's cries
C#  D#  F
C#  D#
F  D#  F    G#  D#  G#  D# 
You are the government,
F  D#  F     G#  D#  G#  D#
You are jurisprudence,
F  D#  F    G#  D#  G#  D#
You are the volition,
F  D#  F     G#  D#  G#  D#
You are jurisdiction 
    F C#     G#   D#    F
And I make a difference too

 

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