Sam Fender - Play god

^BbmYou were cracking all your fingers ^BbmWith your eyes fixed to the floor ^BbmSound it echoed down the street ^BbmBy the monument you hear ^BbmMan screaming through a megaphone ^Bbm"Get your hands off the Middle East" ^BbmEvery word would herd the cynical ^BbmEvery word would cut your teeth

^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God

^BbmIt's all the same down in the capital ^BbmAll the suits and clattered feet ^BbmSewer rats will shower the underground ^BbmIn a race to make ends meet

^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^G#

^F#Am I mistaken ^G#Or are we breaking Un^Bbmder weight from the long time ^G#That he played God? ^F#Am I mistaken? ^G#Or are we breaking Un^Bbmder weight from the long time ^G#That he played God?

^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^G# [Verse 3] ^BbmNo matter who you are or where you been ^BbmHe is watching from the screen ^BbmKeeps a keen eye on the in-between ^BbmFrom the people to the Queen

^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^{G# F#}And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^G#

^F#Am I mistaken? ^G#Or are we breaking Un^Bbmder weight from the long time ^G#That he played God? ^F#Am I mistaken? ^G#Or are we breaking Un^Bbmder weight from the long time ^G#That he played God?

^F#And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^{G# F#}And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^{G# F#}And he ^G#will play^Bbm God ^{G# F#}And he ^G#will play^Bbm God... ^{G# F# G#}