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E A
I could have it
D
without the whores and their buggies
E A
I suppose their father knows best... where the wind goes
E A D
you could always see into the dark for miles around
E A
my job was to try and make a sound
A E
then I heard the call of
A E
I heard the call to
D
screaming "I don't wanna"
A E
I saw the girls
A E
the new world minstrels
D
whispering "I don't wanna"
Bm E A E D E
tormented kings, your children of the earth sing
Bm E
under an embalmed clear sky
Bm E
under an embalmed clear sky
E A
I foresee that you'll be weakened
D
the children of your cash
E A
I can tell you can't live without it
E A D
who was I to come between a whore and her money?
E A
yes there is a war, boys versus girls
D
clowns versus their curls
A E A E D D X2
Bm E
A E D E Bm
(You probably get the drift by now...)
I invested well
and heavily into your antics
I requested suicide blonde
loudly
yes there is a war
its much like the one I've been waiting for
boys versus girls
clowns versus their curls
I heard the call of
I heard the call to
screaming "I don't wanna"
I saw the pearls
the new world minstrels
whispering "I don't wanna"
tormented kings
your children of the earth sing
under an embalmed clear sky
under an embalmed clear sky
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