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F6/AWith our songD/F#s, we are outlawed Em F6/AWith our soD/F#ngs, we're aloF#m7ne F#m
But wiEmthout sonEm/C#gs we're lost Gdim G#dim A7 DAnd life is pointless, Gharsh, and long. D
In my heart, there is music In my mind is a song But in my eyes, a world Crooked, fucked up and wrong
GSing all daDy Record and play
GDrums and bass, Dand a guitar F#m7 F#m
Will there be peace in the world, Or will vile winds always own the truth' There's a bird singing at my window And it's singing an irresponsible tune An irresponsible tune