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                             GOD BLESS OUR DEAD MARINES - A Silver Mt Zion
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Tuning: standard

Modified from a fan site

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           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)

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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
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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
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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
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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