A Silver Mt. Zion - God Bless Our Dead Marines, аккорды

Вступление ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- GOD BLESS OUR DEAD MARINES - A Silver Mt Zion ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tuning: standard Modified from a fan site Riff 1 e----------------------------------------| b----------------------------------------| g----------------------------------------| d---------------------------2------------| a--0--2--3--2--0---0--2--3-----2---------| E----------------------------------------| Riff 2 e----------------------------------------| b----------------------------------------| g----------------------------------------| d----------------------------------------| a--0--2--3--2--0--------2--3--2--0-------| E-----------------3--0--------------3h5--| Am They put angels in the electric chair Am Straight-up angels in the electric chair Am And no-one knew or no-one cared Am But burning stars lit up their hair Am And burning stars lit up their hair Am And crawled to heaven on golden stairs Am And oh! How we to and fro! To and fro! To and fro! Am - C5 - Bb5 This is our torched estates (and we are your sweet mistakes) [Riff 1] And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones [Riff 2] Who among us will avenge miss nina simone? Am G There's fresh meat in the club tonight F God bless our dead marines Am G Someone had an accident F Above the burning trees Dm While somewhere distant peacefully Am G Our vulgar princes sleep Am G Dead kids dont get photographed F God bless our dead marines Am G The hungry and the hanged F The damaged and the done Am G Striving 'long this spinning rock F Tumbling past the sun Dm Am G Get through this life without killing anyone Am G F And consider yourself golden Am G Lost a friend to cocaine F Couple friends to smack Am G Troubled hearts map deserts F And they rarely do come back Am G Lost a friend to oceans F Lost a friend to hills Am G Lost a friend to suicide F Lost a friend to pills Am G Lost a friend to monsters F Lost a friend to shame Am G Lost a friend to marriage F Lost a friend to blame Dm Lost a friend to worry and Am G Lost a friend to wealth Am G Lost a friend to stubborn pride F And then I lost myself Am G F I love my dog and she loves me Am G F The world's a mess and so are we Dm She tumbles long green muddy fields Am G Sick with joy and glee Am G And as she dreams sweet puppy dreams F Whimpering gently Am G There's fresh meat in the club tonight F God bless our dead marines Am G Someone had an accident F Above the burning trees Dm While somewhere distant peacefully Am G Our vulgar princes sleep Am G Dead kids dont get photographed F God bless this century Am G C F When the world is sick can't no one be well Am G F But i dreamt we was all beautiful and strong