My Land chords by Die Toten Hosen

Intro
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Verse
       Am
This is the street where people live in fear
   F         G
Of senseless crime and poverty
     Am
And the color of your skin decides
  F         G
If you should pay the penalty (oh)

Interlude
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Verse
      Am
This is the city where only money talks
  F       G
Of power gain and influence
      Am
Where the poor stay poor, the rich stay rich
      F        Dm
And we're still told it's coincidence
     G        Am
It's the same old sad survival dance
      G        Am
That we're all born with an equal chance
       Dm        F         G
But who could be so blind that they could never see

       Am
That this is my land
  F                     G
I can't pretend that it's nothing to do with me
       Am
And this is your land
      F                       G
You can't close your eyes to the things you don't wanna see

Intro
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Am F Dm

Verse
      Am
This is a country filled with greed and hate
   F           G
And cops on the take are common place
   Am
The next generation are condemned to waste
  F          G
By bent politicians and magistrates
      Am
This is a world at war for the liquid gold
       F           G
But there's still no cure for the common cold
  Am
We raise our flags and battle cries
    F        Dm
In the name of God and national pride
    G         Am
And the lie we use to convince ourselves
     G       Am
It's not our fault, it can't be helped
    Dm        F       G
Don't tell me we're so blind we cannot see

       Am
That this is my land
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I can't pretend that it's nothing to do with me
       Am
And this is your land
      F               G
You can't close your eyes to this hypocrisy
      Am
Yes this is my land
    F                     G
And I won't pretend that it's nothing to do with me
        Am
'Cause this is our land
      F                     G
We can't close our eyes to the things we don't wanna see

Outro
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