Intro:
Ab C# (3x)
F# C#
Ab C#
Meet the son of a Government man
Ab C#
and a pillar of salt
Ab C#
I was born with blood on my hands and
F# C#
have all signs of a bleeding heart
Ab C#
Living high on a giant hog
Ab C#
and a mountain so steep
Ab C#
keep your head in a hollow log as
F# C#
the ruling fog are about to creep
Ebm Ab
What have we done?
C# Ab F#
How'd we get so far from the sun?
Ebm Bbm
Lost, lost in an oscillating phase
C# Ab F#
where a tiny few catch all of the rays
Ab C#
Out beyond the western squalls
Ab C#
In an alien land
Ab C#
they work for nothing at all
F# C#
they don't know the mall or the lay-away plan
Ab C#
Dig yourself a beautiful grave
Ab C#
everything you could want
Ab C#
Maybe those invisible slaves are
F# C#
too far away for the ghost to
Ebm Ab
haunt, what will we charge
C# Ab F#
for letting go of a claim so large?
Ebm Bbm
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Oh, all of our working days are done
C# Ab F#
But a tiny few are having all of the fun
C# Ab F#
Get used to their dust in your lungs
Instrumental Break (play twice)
C# F# x 3
Ab
Ebm Bbm
Is there no way down
C# Ab
from this peak to solid ground
Ebm Bbm
without having our gold teeth
Ab F#
pulled from our mouth?
Ab F# x
C# (stop)
Ab C#
Make me a drink
Ab C#
strong enough
Ab C# F#
to wash away the dishwater world
C#
They said was lemonade
Ab C#
Walk with me
Ab C#
after the show
Ab C# F#
Maybe we can find a way
C#
through the minefield in the
Ebm Ab
snow, what will they charge
C# Ab F#
for letting go of a claim so large?
Ebm Bbm
Oh, all of our working days are done
C# Ab F#
But a tiny few are having all of the fun
C# Ab F#
Apologies to the sick and the young
F# Ab C#
Get used to their dust in your lungs
