Standard Tuning:
Am C G D
E |--------------|--------------|----------3---|-------3--2---|
B |--------------|-------3--1---|-------0------|---3----------|
G |---2---0--1---|---0----------|---0----------|-----2--------|
D |-----2--------|-----2--------|-----0--------|-0------------|
A |-0------------|-3------------|--------------|--------------|
E |--------------|--------------|-3------------|--------------|
Am C
People livin’ their lives for you on TV.
G D
They say they’re better than you, and you agree.
Am C
He says, “Hold my calls,” from behind those cold brock walls.
G D
Says, “Come here boy, there ain’t nothin’ for free.”
Am C G
Another doctor’s bill, a lawyer’s bill, another cute, cheap thrill.
D
You know you love him if you put him in your will.
Am C G D
But who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers, now?
Am C G D
Who will save your souls after those lies that you told, boy?
Am C G D
And who will save your souls if you won’t save your own?
Am C G D
La, da, di, da, di, da, di, da, da, da, yeah, da.
Am C
We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them.
G D
The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue.
Am C G
Another day, another dollar, anothher war, another tower went up where the
D
homeless had their homes.
Am C G
So we pray to as many different gods as there are flowers.
D
But we call religion our friend.
Am C G
We’re so worried about a-saving our souls, afraid that God will take his
D
toll, that we forget to begin.
Am C G D
But who will save your soul when it comes to the vet’rans, now?
Am C G D
Who will save your souls after those lies that you told, boy?
Am C G D
And who will save your souls if you won’t save your own?
Am C G D
La, da, di, da, di, da, di, da, da, da, yeah, da.
*4 bar drum & bass interlude, in the last two beats of the 4th bar play:
Am C
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill.
G D
Got social security, but it doesn’t pay your bills.
Am C
There are addictions to feed, and there are mouths to pay.
G D
So you bargain with the devil, but you’re O.K. for today.
Am C
Say that you love me; take their money and run.
G D Am
Say, it’s been swell, sweet-heart, but it was just one of those things.
C
Those flings, those strings you got to cut.
G D Am
So get out on the streets, girls, and bast your butts.
C G D Am C G D
Who will save, save your soul when it comes to the vet’ran?
Am C G D
Who will save your souls, those lies that you told, boy?
Am C G D
And who will save, save your soul when you won’t save your own?
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