David Bowie - We are the dead

^GmSomething kind of ^Bbhit me to^Fday, I looked at you and ^DmWondered if you ^Dsaw things my ^Ebway ^{Bb F}People will ^Dhold us to ^Gmblame It ^Gm7hit me to^Ebday, it ^Chit me to^Fday We're ^Gmtaking it ^Bbhard all the ^Ftime Why don't we pass it ^Dmby, just ^Dreply you've ^Ebchanged your mind^Bb We're ^Ffighting with the ^Deyes of the ^Gmblind ^Gm7Taking it ^Ebhard, ^Ctaking it ^Fhard, yet ^Ebnow ^{Dm Bb} We ^Abfeel that we are ^Gbpaper, ^Fchoking on you night^Cly They ^Bbtell me son, we ^Abwant you, be e^Gblusive, but don't ^Fwalk far For we're ^Cbreaking in the ^Bbnew boys, ^Abdeceive your next of ^Gbkin For you're ^Fdancing where the ^Cdogs decay, ^Bbdefecating ^Abecstasy You're just an ^Gbally of the ^Fleecher Lo^Ccator for the ^Bbvirgin King, but I ^Ablove you in your ^Gbfuck me pumps And your ^Fnimble dress that ^Ctrails Oh, ^Bbdress yourself, my ^Aburchin one, for I ^Gbhear them on the ^Frails Because of ^Call we've seen^Bb, because of ^Aball we've said ^GbWe are the ^Ddea^Cd ^{D C}

^GmOne thing kind of ^Bbtouched me to^Fday I looked at you and ^Dmcounted all the^D times we had^Eb lai^Bbd ^FPressing our ^Dlove through the ^Gmnight ^Gm7Knowing it's ^Ebright, ^Cknowing it's ^Fright ^GmNow I'm hoping ^Bbsome one will ^Fcare Living on the ^Dmbreath of a ^Dhope to be ^Ebshared^{Bb F}Trusting on the ^Dsons of our ^Gmlove That ^Gm7someone will ^Ebcare, ^Csomeone will ^Fcare, but ^Ebnow ^{Dm Bb}

We're to^Abday's scrambled ^Gbcreatures, ^Flocked in tomorrow's double ^Cfeature ^BbHeaven's on the ^Abpillow, its ^Gbsilence competes ^Fwith hell It's a ^Ctwenty four hour ^Bbservice, guaran^Abteed to make you ^Gbtell And the ^Fstreets are full of ^Cpress men Bent on ^Bbgetting hung and ^Abburied And the ^Gblegendary ^Fcurtains are ^Cdrawn round Baby ^BbBankrupt Who ^Absucks you while you're ^Gbsleeping It's the ^Ftheater of fi^Cnanciers Count them, ^Bbfifty round a ^Abtable ^GbWhite and dressed to ^Fkill Oh ca^Cress yourself, my ^Bbjuicy For my ^Abhands have all but ^Gbwithered Oh ^Fdress yourself my ^Curchin one, for I ^Bbhear them on the ^Abstairs Because of ^Gball we've seen^{F C}Because of ^Bball we've said ^DWe are the ^Cdead^{D C}We are the ^Ddead^{C D C}We are the ^Ddead^{C D C}