Thursday - War all the time

^F Standing ^Gon the ^Emedge of the ^Ampalisades cliffs In the shadow of the s^Fkyline very ^Gfar a^Emway A ^Amlightning rod that ^Dmcouldn’t pull the storm from me ^F I was 5 years ^Gold my best friends older ^Ambrother died He ^Gfell from these cliffs The ^Friver washed him away the ^Gcurrent pulled him ^Emdownstream And our ^Amlives float in the ^Dmheadlines so we ^Fparked these cars Pa^Emrent’s garage Listen to the ^Amlullaby G F(hold) Of Carbon Monoxide

^F War^{G Em}all of the ^Amtime In the ^G/Bshadow of the ^CNew York s^Fkyline We grew up too ^Gfast ^Emfalling a^Ampart Like the ^G/Bashes of A^Cmerican ^Fflags The sun doesn’^Gt rise We re^Emplaced it with an ^Amh-bomb explosion A ^Dmpainted jail cell of ^Fblood in the sky^Em like Three Mile Island ^AmNightmares on TV they used to ^Gsing us to sleep They burn ^Fon and on like^Em an oil field Or a ^Ammemory of what it ^Dmfelt like To burn ^Fon and on and not just^Em fade away All those ^Amnights in the basement the ^Gkids are still screaming F(Hold) On and on and on and on

^F War^{G Em}all of the ^Amtime In the ^G/Bshadow of the ^CNew York s^Fkyline We grew up too ^Gfast ^Emfalling a^Ampart Like the ^G/Bashes of A^Cmerican ^Fflags

^{C Em}And we’r^Ame blowing in th^Dme wind We don’^Ft know where t^Co land So we ^Amkiss like little ^Dmkids We used to ^Fbe very tall ^Cbuildings ^EmWe’ve bee^Amn falling fo^Dmr so long Now your ^Feyes follow the sign on the^C edge of ^Emtown They ^Amoffer a welcome G F(hold) when you are leaving

The pieces ^Gfall it’s like a last day pa^Amrade And the ^Cfires in our streets start to ^Frage so wave, to the ^Gpeople that ^Emlong to ^Amwave back from the ^G/Bfabric of a ^Cflag F G Em Am G/B C F(hold) that sang "love all of the time"

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