St. Vincent - Paris is burning

^FI write to ^{Em Am} give ^Eword the war is ov^E7er Send my cinders home to mother ^D7 They ^G7gave me ^C a ^Emedal for my val^E7or Lea^Eden trumpets ^Gspit the soot of ^Epower

They ^Amsay, "^FmI'm on your ^Fside when no^G#body is, ^F '^Gcause nobody is ^Am Come sit right here ^G#and sleep while I slip ^G poison in your ear."

^Am We are waiting on a te^Flegram ^Eto give us news of the ^Amfall I am sorry to report, dear Par^Fis ^E is burning after ^Amall We have taken to the streets in ^Fmopen ^Erejoice, ^Amrevolting We are dancing a black ^Ewaltz, fair Paris is burning after ^G7all

^G7Oh no ^D7 Oh my ^E7god

^C7Enclosed ^B7in ^A7 this lett^E7er, there's a picture ^EBlack and white ^Gfor your refrige^Dmrator ^E Sticks and ^Am stones have ^Emade us smar^E7ter It's words that ^Gcuts us under our ^Amarmor

They say, "I'm on your ^G#side when nobody is, '^Gcause nobody is ^Am Come sit right here ^G# and sleep while I slip ^G poison in your ear."

^Em We are waiting on a tele^Fgram ^Eto give us news of the ^Amfall I am sorry ^Emto report, dear ^FParis ^Eis burn^Fing after all We have taken to the streets in open ^E rejoice, revol^Amting We are dancing a black ^Emwaltz, fair ^EParis is burning ^Amafter all^Gll^All^Ell

Oh ^Emno, ^A oh ^Eno

^ADance, poor ^Gpeople, ^Adance and ^E7drown ^A Dance ^G7fair Paris ^B7to the ^E7ground ^A Dance, ^Epoor peop^E7le, dance and drown ^Am Dance ^A7fair Paris, ^A7ashes ^Enow

^A7Dance, poor people, dance ^E7and drown ^Am7Dance fair^A7 Paris to t^E7he ground ^A7 Dance, ^Epoor peop^E7le, dance and drown ^G7Dance fair Paris, ^B7ash^E7es now