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E5 F#5 G5 A5 x4 Verse 1:
There are E5boxes F#5packed with G5bullets, A5there are E5crates all F#5stacked with bG5oxes A5There are E5uniforF#5ms and hG5ardware, A5there are E5meals all F#5wrapped in pGlastic A5Through the E5night the F#5ships are loGading, A5every nE5ight these F#5ships are lG5oading BeA5neath the Gglare of the burning flAoodlights and the dGancing of the swarmed moAsquitoes
Chorus:
And Bminto the fire and the Ablood red sun the Gold and rich still F#send the young men BmInto a world of twAisted steel and the Gacrid smell of F#metal burning And Bmon the streets of hoAmetown now, we Gwatch each other as iF#f we're strangers But Bmsay it loud, Dscream it loud: I am Anot at war
Verse 2: (chords as verse 1) He says: this body I have been given shall be returned unto its maker Beneath my clothes these secrets hidden, the sacrifice that I have to offer By the checkpoint there are soldiers and the cypress branches waving And the light is hard as glass and the sky is blue and cool and waiting E5 F#5 G5 A5 x2 Chorus:
These Fstupid empty worAmds could all be wrFitten on the cAmold pale skin Of the Fdead laid out in Dmshallow graves aBblong the road of bombed out palm trees
E5 F#5 G5 A5 x4 Verse 3: (chords as verse 1) And in the corners of the bars and cafes, in every town, in every nation There are these blood-sports on the TVs and the loaded toneless voices There are cameras by the gravesides and in the executioners' chambers There are cameras high above us to guide the missiles down from the heavens Chorus:
I am Bbmnot at war, Chorus: I am G/Bnot at war G/D A/E