Title: The Revolution Artist: For the Foxes Did this by ear, let me know if there are mistakes. Original chords: E G#m A B Capo 4 Intro: C Verse 1: CI'm (x32010@1)the type of kid to push away Amgirls (x02210@1)like you who get too close to me. FThis (133211@1)ain't your front porch on Division Street where Gyou (320003@1)crashed your car and then you blamed it on a sneeze. Well god bless you, darling, I mean it. CYou're (x32010@1)the type of girl who said she don't believe in god, Ambut (x02210@1)you believed in me. FWe (133211@1)never missed our opportunity here, Gwe (320003@1)just grew up until we found some room to breathe. Well god bless us, darling, we need it. Chorus: CWe (x32010@1)need a revolution. AmWhy (x02210@1)else are we standing here? Yeah. F (133211@1) GTake (320003@1)off our gloves, put down our guns, C'til (x32010@1)everyone sings, yeah. Verse 2: CWe're (x32010@1)the type of kids who burned the whole damn forest down, Amwe (x02210@1)looked like criminals. FHow (133211@1)we got out alive, it's biblical and I, Gfelt (320003@1)something strange behind my knees. Well... nothing exists 'til you see it. C (x32010@1) AmWe (x02210@1)can turn back now, or we can burn a whole 'nother town, Feverybody (133211@1)gets out, it's just that night we don't talk about. I'm sick of life decisions, this cut dry life we live in, Gif (320003@1)I did you wrong, I'm sorry, you're just so god damn pretty. Yeah! Chorus: CWe (x32010@1)need a revolution. AmWhy (x02210@1)else are we standing here? Yeah. F (133211@1) GTake (320003@1)off our gloves, look towards the sun, C'til (x32010@1)everyone sings, yeah. C (x32010@1) Whoaaa... whoa-ohh. Am (x02210@1) Whoaaa whoa-ohh. F (133211@1) G (320003@1) CWhoaaa (x32010@1)ohhh oh oh ohhh. Verse 3: C (x32010@1) If I sang you to sleep, would you listen? I'd tell you all the things that I've been missing. AmWhen (x02210@1)words flow like river bends, FI've (133211@1)burned too many cigarettes at home. CWhere (x32010@1)did you go? AmI (x02210@1)hated you for leaving... got sick of writing letters on the weekend. FMy (133211@1)thoughts were clear like cellophane, G (320003@1) CI (x32010@1)had to see you face to face at home. CSo (x32010@1)where do we go? AmNow (x02210@1)that we're both standing here, yeah. F (133211@1) GWe'll (320003@1)take off our gloves, put down our guns, C'til (x32010@1)everyone- sings, sings, sings! Chorus: CWe (x32010@1)need a revolution. AmWhy (x02210@1)else are we standing here? Yeah. F (133211@1) GTake (320003@1)off our gloves, look towards the sun, C'til (x32010@1)everyone sings, yeah. C (x32010@1) Whoaaa... whoa-ohh. (Yeah!) Am (x02210@1) Whoaaa whoa-ohh. (We need a revolution.) F (133211@1) G (320003@1) Whoaaa... whoa-ohh. (We need a revolution.) C (x32010@1) Yeaaaaah!