Hey It's Just Business chords by Ludlow

• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

Verse 1:
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Wish we knew then what we know now
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then maybe we wouldn't have burned
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through all the oil  cut down the trees
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poisoned the soil  killed everything

Verse 2:
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and this lifestyle is mass produced
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a plastic smile shrink-wrapped for you
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and it was made very far away
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by young small hands earning cents a day

Verse 3:
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and toxic waste  it runs downstream
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but you don't care about the things that you cannot see
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it's powered by our aching feet
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the price of convenience will be our defeat

Chorus:
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Where is your god now? Your holy machine.
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Big Business never cared about you or me.
              E             A             D
Extinction is permanent and plastic never leaves.
      E
We've dug ourselves in deep.

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Verse 5:
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When the topsoil is gone
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and we've caught all the fish at sea
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they'll remember that you can't eat your money
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but hey  it's just business  isn't it
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and I hope that they are proud of what we've become
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look at what they've done

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Bridge:
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I could wash the oil clean from my hands
    F#m         A          D       E
but still taste exhaust in my lungs
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I  too  burn gasoline.
E   F#m        A    D     E
I am no better than anyone
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but life is bought and sold with a copyright stamp on it
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while they debate the rights to my own uterus

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Chorus:
F#m      E        A         D    F#m
Where is your god now? Your holy machine.
    E              A                 F#m
Big Business never cared about you or me.
              E             A             D
Extinction is permanent and plastic never leaves.
      E
We've dug ourselves in deep.

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