The Orwells - Vacation

^BThe failed promises that t^Eook you far. Now you got^F#, awaiting enemies in y^Gour backyard. ^BStepping from face to face to m^Eake your mark, runnin' up. ^F#A human staircase to a g^Guy in the star.

^DTurn off your t^Gelevision. ^EYour permission k^Aills civilians. ^DNo one can f^Geel your vision. They're o^En vacation, m^Aasturbating.

^BCould be a better a way to r^Eight these wrongs. ^F#Than drinking heavily and w^Griting songs. ^BThese possibilities that ^Eplague your mind. ^F#Some better kept, some better ^Gleft behind. ^G

^DTurn off your ^Gtelevision. ^EYour permission k^Aills civilians. ^DNo one can f^Geel your vision. They're ^Eon vacation, m^Aasturbating.

^DCall off your ^Greservations. ^ESell your soul for ^Auseless children. ^DArrange the ^Ginformation. ^EDecimate the p^Aopulation.