Credit to SuicideByCop


Intro:

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Em C
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Verse:
Em   C              G         D
    I say I've got nothing to live for like
Em Em C                 G             D
                there's someone who does
Em   C           G      D
    I say I feel so betrayed like there's
Em Em C                         G        D
                someone that's safe to trust


C                 G                     D
And I'm not for inaction, but I am for despair.

Em C G D

  C           G        D
May this resignation lead us to battle
                    Em       C
against forces we know will destroy us
G                  D
before they really know we're there.

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Em               G                  D             C
I'm fighting for something between apocalypse and liberation.
Em                 G                 D                C
I'm struggling for something between apathy and desperation.
Em                      C                 G                 D
And just because I'm an anarchist doesn't mean that I won't burn a black flag
Em                       C               G                   D
while you're wishing for utopia, I just hope the cops don't search my paper bag.



Chorus:

Em    G      D          C
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Em    G      D          C
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!

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Em       C       G        D
    You look out over the on-ramp and
Em Em C                  G        D
                all you can do is sigh.
Em       C             G       D
    I can see that the interstate and the litter
Em Em C                 G        D
                 make you wanna die.

C                     G      D            Em     C          G        D 
But the way that the morning sun hits the gasoline rising over concrete;
C                            G     D
well it just seems so beautiful to me. Yeah!

Em C
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Em              G             D               C
You're fighting for a globe covered again in fields and forests.
Em                G                        D        C
I'm thinking of a world without bricks and it just seems so boring.
Em             C                  G                  D
But keep your thumb out and we'll make Burlington by 7:30.
Em            C                   G                   D
You wish the world was clean but I'm in love with the way it's dirty.

Em    G         D       C
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Em    G         D       C
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!

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Em      C            G           D   
     He listens to a traffic report
Em Em C                   G           D
     about the jam on the way to the city.
Em        C         G      D
And it's only a couple of exits
Em Em  C               G         D       C
   but it seems like a million miles to Philly.
      G               D
But I know that we'll make it
Em        C          G     D
   to the punk house somehow.
C                  G             D
And I know when we walk in the door
Em   C     G     D
it will be about
Em               G                D              C
who can talk feminism the best to get into girls pants,
Em                     G                 D          C
and who can quote Emma Goldman the most without having to dance.
Em                C              G  D
And singing those stupid protest songs.
Em                      C                          G                   D
He says  that music can change the world, but with lyrics like that, I'm so glad hes wrong.

Em    G          D      C
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Em    G          D      C
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!


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