Intro: G G When we rode into town we didnt have horses G We had fate by the balls and destinys face turned in C We settled for less on loves dusty trail G We wanted something more than just an ok coral D C Take the skeletons from the closet, put em under the floor D C Lets settle up on boothill to the view we adore G Heres the truth about us, we get exhumed by assumption G We have to work hard, have to get on a talk show C Let the host root around, see where it goes G If thats too far well bust a chair right over his nose D C Take a bite of the big apple while the room is for free D C Spit the pulp into the Hudson like it was British tea Am G Aw marina, marina, its sad and its lonely, D Em when your pointing the gun at the president Am G Im a flunky with a rifle, Im an NRA golden boy D Em a genius forging a legend G Heres the truth about us, we came in demanding G A scarlet face wrung battle southern bell - ? C I let Hoover reply, left me hard to pay G The truth about us is buried deep in Connolys lake D C Open all the coffins, only one thing inside D C A pink dress and a pillbox hat with Camelot tags Am G Aw marina, marina, its cold and its lonely D Em When the porters are carrying your coffin Am G Oh please baby please let the coincidence leave me D Em A martyr to patriotic negligence G D G C Should old acquaintance be forgot and never brought to trial Am G Where every girl and boy can grow up to be the president D Em Or grow up to be the presidents killer Am G Its equal opportunity, its the land of hope and glory D Em Its a cheap Italian mail order thriller G Heres the truth about us, we sailed from Manhatten G We were hoping to find the tears from Ellis island C Send them back from the shore, send them back out to see G How a promise can grow smaller if the two sides agree D C We sent them packing off to Auschwitz when we heard the reports D We wrote how dare you with their ashes C As if we couldnt have known Am G Ya see marina, marina, I took lessons from my country D Em About national interest and the big picture Am G Gonna manifest my destiny, gonna spread the legs of misery D Em Got a piece in my hand and Im loaded G Well the truth about us aint hard to figure G Well its adding up to a hell of a toll on us C We been up all night, let the tympani roll G Facts in paper pledges turned to solid gold D C Pick up your guns from the thug in classroom B D C Theres people out there whose lives depend on our misery, misery G Its the truth about us...
