Tonalité : D minor
Verse 1
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Em
Nail the bod
G
Am
G
ies to the crucifix
Em
Am
G
Em
Slit the throats of all the priests
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Am
The last smile they will ever expect
G
Em
C
A gaping hole running right
G
Em
through their neck
C
Verse 2
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C
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Snakes get fat while the good rats die
Em
C
G
All the pigs should be bled dry
Em
Who's with me?
Am
Verse 3
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Em
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Am
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All your sins will be forgiven
Em
When your blood begin
Am
G
s to thicken
Em
G
You have no answers
Am
G
to our questions
Em
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G
God bless this great depression
Em
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Verse 4
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Em
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The snakes get fat
Am
C
G
while the good rats die
Em
C
And all the pigs should be bled dry
G
Em
Who's with me?
Interlude 1
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Verse 5
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Em
Throw the bodies into the streets
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Nothing more than rotten meat
Dm
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Taught not to bite the hand that feeds
B
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'Til it's cold and dry
Bm
Am
C
and no longer bleeds
B
The snakes
Verse 6
Em
C
get fat while the good rats die
Bm
G
C
B
Am
Dm
So all the pigs should be bled dry
Interlude 2
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Dm
Verse 7
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Dm
The London metropolitan
C
Bm
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C
Bm
Am
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All the fucking clergy men
B
Em
G
Em
Child ab users,
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C
Bm
G
C
Bm
national front
Am
Dm
Rapists, racists, all fucking scum
Verse 8
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G
Em
Dm
C
And they march hand in hand
Bm
G
C
G
Am
C
B
To rape our green and pleasant land
Em
G
Em
Dm
C
Dust to dust, earth to earth
Bm
G
C
The new born babies
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Am
drowned at birth
Verse 9
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G
Em
there's no future
Dm
C
for England's son
Bm
G
C
They're nine years old
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Am
C
and they all carry guns
B
Em
G
Em
Take out your crowbars,
Dm
C
B
take out your knives
G
C
Drain out your blood,
G
Am
Dm
we all deserve to die
Interlude 3
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F
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G
C
Em
F
C
Em
It's time
Verse 10
G
C
Em
F
for us to take a stand
C
Em
We are dying on our knees in this
G
C
Em
F
C
Em
great fucking land
C
And all the martyrs they have
G
Em
convinced themselves
That death ain't a sin when
E
you're living in hell
Verse 11
E
Em
E
There ain't no glory and
Em
E
Em
there ain't no hope
E
We will hang ourselves just show
Em
E
us the rope
Em
E
There ain't no scapegoats
left to blame
We brought this on ourselves,
Em
we could have been the change
Verse 12
Am
F
Great Britain is fucking dead
So cut our throats, end our lives
Outro 1
Let's fucking start again
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