Pj Harvey - The crowded cell

I’m ^Ain a ^D5crowded ^Ccell The Super ^Gcalls my ^Fname He shuts me ^Gin a ^Aroom He calls two ^D5soldiers ^Ain

They clamp my ^D5head with ^Carms Their hands be^Gcoming ^Ffists You will see ^Gus a^Again You ^Fwill re^Gmember ^Athis

They tie me ^D5up with ^Cropes They beat my ^Glegs with ^Fsticks I cannot ^Guse my ^Alegs They ^Fdrag me ^Gto a ^Adesk

Behind it ^D5sits a ^Cman Finger^Fnails are on the ^Efloor He ^Glaughs and asks, “what ^Fkind Of ^Gfreedom do you ^Awant?”

They ^D5pushed me ^Cdown the ^Estairs I’m ^D5lying ^Am7on the ^Eground Be^D5hind the ^Csenate do^Eor I ^D5hear two ^Am7women ^Ehowl

I ^Asee three ^D5men on ^Cracks Their ^Fhands tied to their ^Efeet Their ^Gfaces pinched with ^Fclamps Guards^G pulling at their te^Aeth

They dragged me ^D5to the ^Cgate They dung me ^Gon the ^Fground The Super ^Glaughs and ^Asays “What^F do you ^Gfeed ‘em ^Anow?”

This ^D5image ^Con rep^Eeat A ^D5mouth that^Am7 cannot ^Espeak A ^D5huge force^C pressin’ ^Ein A ^D5giant^Am7 looming ^Efist

You ^Fwill see ^Gus a^Again You ^Fwill re^Gmember ^Athis