• Song:

    The Words That Maketh Murder

  • Artist:

    Pj Harvey

  • Album:

    Let England Shake

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Em                                          A G F#m G
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em                                          A G F#m G
I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
Em                                          A G F#m G
Blown and shot out beyond belief.
Em                                          A G F#m G
Arms and legs were in the trees.
Em                                          A G F#m G
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em                                          A G F#m G
coming from an unearthly place,
Em                                          A G F#m G
Longing to see a woman's face,
Em                                          A G F#m G
Instead of the words that gather pace,

Em                                              
The words that maketh murder.
G
These, these, these are the words-
Dm                	    C	                    
The words that maketh murder.
G
These, these, these are the words-
Dm                	    C	                    
The words that maketh murder.
G
These, these, these are the words-
G
Murder...	

Em                                                        
These, these, these are the words-
      A              G          F#m     G
The words that maketh murder.

Em                                           A G F#m G
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em                                           A G F#m G
I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot
Em                                           A G F#m G
Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun,
Em                                           A G F#m G
I've seen flies swarming everyone,
Em                                           A G F#m G
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat.

Em                                                        
These are the words, the words are these.
G
death lingering, stunk,
Dm                	    C	                    
Flies swarming everyone,
G
Over the whole summit peak,
Dm                	    C	                    
Flesh quivering in the heat.
G
This was something else again.
Dm                	    C	                    
I fear it cannot be explained.
G
The words that make, the words that make
G      Dm C
Murder.

          B                      Gm             Dm C
What if I take my problem to the United Nations?
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