Father John Misty - When the god of love returns therell be hell to pay

When the god of ^Flove re^C/Gturns There'll be ^Fhell to ^C/Gpay Though the world may ^Ambe out of ex^Emcuses I know ^Fjust what I would ^C/Gsay Let the seven ^Ftrumpets ^C/Gsound As a locust ^Fsky grows ^C/Gdark But first let's ^Amtake you on a ^Emquick tour of your crea^Ftion's handi^C/Gwork

Barely got through the ^Fprisons and ^C/Gstores And the pale horse ^Flooks a little ^C/Gsick Says, "Jesus, you didn't ^Amleave a whole lot for me If this ^Emisn't hell already then ^Ftell me what the hell ^C/Gis?"

And we say ^E It's just human ^Am human nature ^F This place is savage and unjust ^{Am E} We crawled out of the darkness ^Am and endured your impatience ^F We're more than willing to adjust ^Am And now you've got the ^Adimgall to judge ^C/Gus ^G

The spider ^Fspins his ^C/Gweb The tiger ^Fstalks his ^C/Gprey And we steal ^Amfire from the ^Emheavens to try to ^Fkeep the night at ^C/Gbay Every monster ^Fhas a ^C/Gcode One that ^Fsteadies the shaking ^C/Ghand And he's de^Amtermined to accrue more ^Emcapital by what^Fever means he ^C/Gcan

Oh, it's just ^Ehuman ^Am human nature ^F We've got these appetites to serve ^{Am E} You must not know the first thing ^Am about human beings ^F We're the earth's most soulful predator ^Am Try something less am^Adimbitious the next time you get ^C/Gbored Oh, my ^GLord

We just want ^Flight in the ^C/Gdark Some ^Fwarmth in the ^C/Gcold And to make ^Amsomething out of ^Enothing sounds like ^Fsomeone else I ^C/Gknow