Misc Your Songs - No poet - dont mind the mess

^Em Thick as thieves but I^C don't m^Gind ^D'Cept for the time that ^EmI went ^Bblind At ^Cleast I was ^Gwith my own ^Dkind The ^Cblind lead^Ging the ^Dblind

They ^Bopened ^G7up my ^F#eyes [Verse] ^EmSo draw the blinds and ^Clock up the ^Gdoors They can ^Dstand on the porch but I ^Bwon't be home I'll ^Cnever ^Gsign those ^Dpapers And they'll ^Cnever ^Gtake me ^Dalive ^{C G}Guess that ^Dmeans that ^AmI'm ^CGonna die ^GGonna die

They ^Bopened ^G7up my ^F#mind [Verse] ^Em Down at the bottom of this ^CMariana's ^Gtrench ^DThe lighting's not what you'd ^Emcall the ^Bbest So ^Cplease ex^Gcuse the ^Dmess And ^Cplease for^Ggive the ^Dview ^C I too am getting ^Gused to the ^Dsurface of the ^Ammoo-oo-^Coon Of the ^Gmoon

^B But ^G7now it's my ^F#turn [Outro] ^B7 Let it burn ^C7 Let it burn ^G Let it burn