Bonaparte - White noize
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Tuning: E A D G B E
The intro is completely N.C. in the original song.
[Intro]
I Dlay awake in bed, I Ddon't know how I got here
D N.C.
There's knocking on the door - 1-2-3-4
D (x4)
[Verse 1]
It's Dquite a bloody mess in here and Dno one feels responsible
The Dfragmentation of ourselves, nahD, don't be so sensible
You Emknow they built on sand but they Gcall it an empire D D
So Dmuch for cleaning up now, the Dmiddle class is fading
Those Dfriends in higher places are Ddeceptive clowns parading
The Emcocaine cowboys and the Gwall street vampires D D
[Chorus 1]
And I say:Bm
White noize,G white noize D- come and F#mlull me into my sleep Bm
White noize, Gbeautiful white noize D D
[Verse 2]
Who Ddistributes the migrants, who Dtalks about the crisis
New Dfaces to the cabinet, let's Dsee how thick the ice is
EmTesting distant waters, quGietly behind the scenes D D
My Darm is growing tired, of Daugwaving the white flag
And Dnow there's nothing left to light, just Daugfilters of old fags
The Emprime minister's driving in a Glong black limousine D D
[Chorus 2]
And I say: Bm
White noize,G white noize D- come and F#mlull me into my sleep Bm
White noize, Gbeautiful white noize D- tonight I F#mdon't care if I'm a creep Bm
White noize,G white noize D- is the F#mquiet before the storm Bm
White noize,G beautiful white noize D D
[Bridge]
And the world goes -Bm tweet tweet, tweet tweet,G tweet tweet, tweet tweet, yeah D D
And the birds go -Bm tweet, tweet tweet, tGweet, tweet, tweet tweet, yeah D D
In a Emroom without a roof - I'm Gstaring at the ceiling Em
In times like these they don't Gcare about how we're Dfeeling D
[Chorus 3]
And I say: Bm
White noize,G white noize D- come and F#mlull me into my sleep Bm
White noize, Gbeautiful white noize D- tonight I F#mdon't care if I'm a creep Bm
White noize,G white noize D- comes the F#mmorning comes a time to reapBm
White noize,G beautiful white noize D D
[Outro]
D (x4)
There's Dno one left to talk to, and Daugno one wants to listen
How Dcan we right a wrong when all they Daugdo is reminiscing
EmFree speech echoes, Gechoes from the wall D D
I Emlean back in my camp chair, Gwaiting until they Dfall