GREGORY:
Fm Ab
God has smiled upon you this day
Cm Ab
The fate of a nation in your hands
Fm Ab/Eb Db Ab/C
And blessed be the children we who fight with all our bravery
Db Ebsus4 Eb Ab
'Til only the righteous stand
F C
You see the distant flames
Am Dm
They bellow in the night
F C
You fight in all our names
Am Dm
for what we know is right
F C
And when you all get shot
Am Dm
And cannot carry on
Bb Csus4 C F
Though you die, La Resistance lives on
ALL:
F C
You may get stabbed in the head
Am Dm
With a dagger or a sword
F C
You may be burned to death
Am Dm
Or skinned alive, or worse
F C
But when they torture you
Am Dm
You have nothing the need to run for,
Bb Csus4 C F
though you die, La Resistance lives on.
PARENTS:
B/C# F#
Blame Canada!
B F#
Blame Canada!
SHEILA BROFLOVSKI:
C#7/G# F# C#/E#
Because the country's gone awry
F# C#7/E# F# C#/E# F
Tomorrow night, these freaks will fry!
Bb F
SOLDIERS:
Dm Gm
Tomorrow night
Bb F
Our lives will change
Dm Gm
Tomorrow night
Bb F
We'll be entertained
Dm Gm
An execution
Eb
What a sight!
Fsus4 F B
Tomorrow night
SATAN:
B F#
Up there there is so much room
B F#
Where babies burp and flowers bloom
C G
Tomorrow night up there is doomed
C Esus4 E
And so I will be going soon!
TERRANCE AND PHILLIP:
Db Gb/Db
Shut your fucking face, uncle fucka
Db Gb/Db
You're a boner-biting bastard, uncle fucka
Ab Bbm
Looks like we may be out of luck!
Gb Ab
Tomorrow night, we're pretty fucked!
CARTMAN, KYLE, STAN:
D G/D A/D
Why did our mothers start this war?
D G/D A/D
What-the-fuck are they fighting for?
D G/D A/D F/C
When did this song become a marathon?
SATAN & SHEILA BROFLOVSKI:
Bbmaj7 Asus4 A
I want to be up there!
When Canada is dead and gone, there'll be no more Celine Dion!
FINAL:
Bb F Dm Gm
They may cut your dick in half and serve it to a pig and
tomorrow night out lives will
Bb F Dm Gm
though it hurts, you'll laugh and dance a dickless jig
change tomorrow night we'll be entertained
Bb F Dm Gm
But that's the way it goes in war you're shat upon.
In exe- cution
Eb F Gb Ebm
Though we die, La Resistance lives oooooonnnnn!
I want to be up theeeeeeere.
PARENTS:
Bb
Blame Canada! Blame Canada! Blame Canada!
