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BASSEM SABRY - OF MONTREAL
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Created by: dcolspector
F
Bbm
They killed our electric guitars,
C#
And if not for the good people weeping,
D F
All we'd hear is sounds of our horses dying.
G#
But I'm not 'bout to start crying about it.
Bbm
It must be fairly normal,
C#
To devolve into cycloptic brooding,
D F
As the genocidal massacres erupt over some perceived sedition.
G#
Insecurities of men messing everything up again.
Am C Am Fmaj7 C Cmaj7 C G C/G G Ddim Edim
All us charmed proteins feral in the gales o - nly.
F Am E7
I have never followed no kind of master's voice.
Gm Bb Gm
The mutinous tramp of cult voltage crucifixion is my conduit.
F
I just watched my hero fail;
Am E7
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk.
Gm
Every leader is a cellophane punk,
Bb
If you hear me say “yeah!" (yeah!)
Gm
"Yeah!" (yeah!) “Yeah!" (yeah!) “Yeah!" (yeah!)
Bbm
There must be a softer vision that you could kick to
C# D
In this aureate gloom, I assume.
F
Both sides are embarrassingly backwards in their thinking,
G#
There ain’t no one to side with, none I want to defend.
Bbm C# D
It’s only the mute-minded surge of simian blood.
F
People disappear on the wrong side of this revolution.
G#
When they resurface, there's a black hole in their skull.
(sound cuts out, F and G notes simultaneously fade in and then cut out with a drum hit)
F
People disappear on the wrong side of this revolution.
G#
When they’re returned, all their childhood memories are dead.
Bb B C Eb
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F Am E7
I have never followed no kind of master's vo - ice.
Gm Bb Gm
The mutinous tramp of cult vulture crucifixion is my conduit.
F
I just watched my hero fail;
Am E7
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk.
Gm
Every leader is a cellophane punk,
Bb
If you hear me say "yeah!" (yeah!)
Gm
"Yeah!" (yeah!) "yeah!" (yeah!) "yeah!" (yeah!)
F Am E7
I have never followed no kind of master's voice.
Gm Bb Gm
The mutinous tramp of cult voltage crucifixion is my conduit.
F
I just watched my hero fail;
Am E7
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk.
Gm
Every leader is a cellophane punk,
Bb
If you hear me say "yeah!" (yeah!)
Gm
"Yeah!" (yeah!) "yeah!" (yeah!) "yeah!" (yeah!)
F Am E7 Gm Bb Gm
Yeah!
F Am E7 Gm Bb Gm
Ooooooooh, ooooooooooooh.
F
I believe in witches,
Am E7
I believe in you.
Gm
I believe in witches,
Bb
I believe in you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you.
F
I believe in witches,
Am E7
I believe in you.
Gm
I believe in witches,
Bb Gm
I believe in you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you,
F Am E7 Gm Bb Gm...
You.
Fade out with same progression.
