Tonalité : B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
I'm your father
Do I ever say anything that makes you
E
F#m
want to hate me?
Bm
F#m
Bm
Want to hate me?
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm a care of the dumb
C#m
F#m
And I ain't got heaven and
E
I ain't got hell
And neither are you
F#m
And neither's your sister
Bm
And neither's your crew
So my mum was a
Mormon
A woman who married a
Roman
Catholic
So soon she too wanted to be
Roman
Catholic too
Down with the
E
F#m
Pope and his whole pop crew
Bm
Her crew, she chatted to priests
While dad stopped going to church
Spending
Sunday in the company of the
Sunday
Times
Vox
Q and his records and tapes
E
Then later
F#m
CDs, radio and
TV
E
Bm
Kept dude company, mams in the garden
E
Me, I think I'm evil cause I've
Bm
got a fucking hard- on
Yo, I used to go to church
with my old man
Kneeled down on the ground
Peace, peace, echoes all around
Played for peace and washed
a machine for my mum
The children had to bully me at school
Forgot to come down and smite them
Cos I wasn't supposed
to fight them
And jabber with the teachers
cos I bite them
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm a carer of the dumb
F#m
And I ain't got a heaven
E
and I ain't got a hell
And neither are you
And neither is
F#m
Hitler
Bm
And neither's that
Geron
2006 and this delay too sated
To take a bow to the time of the
Crusades
Now that was a brilliant scheme
Assemble
E
Christian team
F#m
Go
Bm
Christian team!
Spread the word of the
Lord
By fire or sword,
soon they'll all be saying
God!
God!
Thine is the kingdom,
the power, the glory
E
In no way is the
F#m
Bible just a gory story
E
Em
De signed to keep people in check
and others in power
E
Coward!
Pro!
Coward!
Bm
Cause there really is a great big
supernatural sadist upstairs
And really obscene and he cares so
much about the people he creates
E
F#m
Tied, he'll damn you to hell like if
E
ever you masturbated
Em
E
Fine, fine, I'm swine, hence how I guess you
Bm
E
can't credit kids with any intelligence
Bm
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
C#m
E
I'm a carer of the dumb, and I ain't going to heaven,
and I ain't going to hell
Em
And neither are you,
E
F#m
and neither are
Bm
Kissinger
Bono, or
E
Em
Blue
Bm
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Now
Leonard
Cohen said
Into the heart of every
Christian
Christ comes and
D
Christ goes
Bm
E
When by his grace the landscape of the heart
Bm
becomes vast and deep and limitless
Then
Christ makes his abode in
that graceful heart
And his will prevails
The experience is recognised as peace
In the absence of this experience,
A
much activity arises
E
Divisions of every sort
Outside of the organisational enterprise
stands the figure of
Jesus
Bm
Nailed to a human predicament,
A
summoning the heart to comprehend its own suffering
E
Em
By dissolving herself in a radical
Bm
confession of hospitality
But there's this new ship on the telly,
F#m
said to forgive the man he blinded
And
Bm
Jesus and his dad are like
F#m
Bm
me and they'll fix my nines
Huh!
No shit!
F#m
I'm a bank account, I'm cop
E
He says ring right now
Bm
I don't get a free pay cut
Bush says
Prescott got stolen
Florida from
F#m
Gore
He says
Bm
Jesus doesn't want us killin'
babies anymore
Unless they're brown and whiskers
F#m
We could smite this whining whore
E
Bm
Be like war, what is it good for?
More war!
E
And more money, we need more money
Em
You think these coffers full of deserves
E
You must be pretty fuckin' funny
Bm
Go cry to mommy, your mommy is a slag
E
Bm
That bitch ain't even imagine
she had sex with your dad
Uh!
Sex!
Uh!
Women's!
He was evil like an apple
We ain't ever been forgiven,
now that ain't living
We made hell upon that mountain,
E
still we can make it heaven
Suck it up, it's only if you
Bm
can count
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm
Akira the
Dumb
And I ain't going to heaven,
E
Em
and I ain't going to hell
Bm
And neither are you, and neither is
Thatcher
I'm sorry, it's true
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
I'm
Akira the
Dumb
And I ain't going to heaven,
Em
and I ain't going to hell
E
Bm
And neither are you, and neither are
Skeletor
Even the wolf
Oh, that's fucked up, yo
Em
Karl
Bm
Rove, I ain't going anywhere
Ah, yo
Britney
Spears, nowhere
Better than
Ross
Julie
Virgil
Em
Richard
Leto
Jr
F#m
Ross
Kerr
Evan
Bm
Dworkin
Vincent
Gallo
Ryan
Williams
Robbie
Williams
E
All of them, what's that guy, uh
What's his fucking name, uh
Johnny
A
Bm
Sabre, that dude
Uh, your mum, uh, your dad,
E
Em
E
your nan, uh, fuckin'
George
Bm
Galloway, he ain't goin' nowhere
Uh, know, he ain't goin' nowhere
D
It's just man, it's just
Em
E
Uh, he's a
Vince
Black
A
Gamer
Wolverine
Bm
Davey's fuckin'
Coach
Burn
A
Bm
D
Who's he?
Em
Who?
E
Who?
Em
John
Lennon?
Bm
Which one?
I'm fucking short rider, fucking ass
I'm really fucking short rider,
D
fucking ass
F#m
E
And I'm fucking going for a whip
Yo, man I'm better killing all the babies
F#m
A
Fuck, fuck , fuck
Richie
Bm
Hill
David
Orange
Nights
D
Yo, that's all y fucking,
F#m
E
Em
fucking
E
Serena's the best,
what's her name?
Bm
Serena's the best
Serena's the best
I'm fucking sex, fucking sex
D
F#m
E
I'm fucking sex, fucking sex
I'm fucking sex
I'm
A
Bm
Marin, yo
E
Mark, yo
Mark
Bm
Janet
James!
The real woman is a real thing
E
What?
Larry
David
Larry
F#m
David, my man
Rick
Bm
James
Yo, it's true
What?
Oh, he is dead
Yeah, well, you know, he's dead
And he's just dead, that's all it is
It's all good, he's dead
And he lived
What a great life!
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AccordsBm E F#m C#m Em...
Bm
E
F#m
C#m
Em
D
A
Capo: 2
Transposer: 0
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