Hey there. I tabbed this based off of a youtube video called "Propagandhi - Potemkin City 
Limits(acoustic" by 184 films. This was on another city called "chordify" but i found it to 
be annoying to have to scroll through the tab. This tuning and chord lay out is based on 
standard tuning. I play this on my guitar that is tuned down a whole step and second capo. 
I prefer,however, to play it tuned down, capo on 1st fret and played in C, not B. 
The strumming and singing can be hard to harmonize at first, as i found. but its not too
difficult. please watch the above-mentioned video, as it helps a lot. Cheers. 
Any issues, concerns or changes needed 
let me know - JH.avyion@gmail.com

Tuning - Standard (EADGBE)
or - D tuning (1 step down) and transpose the chords to +1

B                      Bb             E
Francis didn't give a fuck about the rollbacks,
B           Bb           E
overproduction, reduced demand. 
B                  Bb                    E
Never gave much thought to disputed contracts. 
E                   B           F#
In his short life he'd only ever known 
E                  B            F#
panic, fear, pain, darkness, pandemonium 
F#                      F#
in this hell that was his home and

B       Bb          E             B         Bb    E
4th quarter ruining expectations expedited their demise. 
B                      Bb                   E
The panic grew as the humans stalked among them, 
B                   F#
when the screaming began. 
E                B                 F#
Francis shut his eyes and felt the hand of the humanity 
 F#                         Ab      B                      F#
brush over him but then his killers back turned for a moment. 
Ab                B                        F#
A blinding ray of light spread across the floor. 
Ab                   B               F#
In a crimson pool he saw his own reflection 
F#                   Hold
as he bolted for the door. 

Ab  Bb B Lead in

E                              Ab  Bb B 
Not just some fractured fairy tail, 
E                                 Ab  Bb B 
although I wish that that were true. 
E                         Ab  Bb B 
This is a fable far too real 
E                            Ab Hold & pick strings sensually x4
that we somehow still cling to. 


Picking changes here. See the original song and you'll get the idea.


Ab (Palm)                               B                   F#
The storylines that bridge the chasms between cognition and belief. 
Ab (palm)                   B                      F#
Any other plausible denial that might offer some relief. 
Ab (palm)                         B                     F#
From the dissonance that francis left screaming in his wake. 
Ab (palm)                                B                    F#
Deep into the heart of the cities parklands he made good his escape. 
E               B                F#(palm) ||  E             B         F#
And where for five months he ran free     and replayed his only fond memory. 
F#                                 Ab                B     F#
Just a warm and distant dream of his mothers loving eyes upon him. 
Ab              B                 F#  Ab                    B
Francis made it farther than she did. A quarter mile just short 
             F#
of the city limits they finally captured him. 
Ab                         B                 F#   ||   Ab
And there's a statue right behind where it's written to remind 
B               F#                Ab               B         F#
us of all their contributions. To me it marks "potemkin city limits" 
F#                E                              Ab  Bb B Lead in
as francis cast in bronze to the realm of god. 


E                              Ab  Bb B 
Not just some fractured fairy tail, 
E                                 Ab  Bb B 
although I wish that that were true. 
E                         Ab  Bb B 
This is a fable far too real 
E                            Ab 
that we somehow still cling to.