Chords with lyrics
Verse 1: G I have been making presentations for a final escalation, C G I have been praying to the god of giving up. C G Em G Em She says, “Lock, lock, lock the door behind you now, C D G before the criminals and the cops break in your house." Verse 2: G C G Oh, I have looked so hard for a place where I could die. C G Em But the winners up there of high-end living C D G won't allow the broke and insane to arise.
Chorus: C G C G So f**k this city! f**k this job! They cut you down before you even reach the top! C G Em G Em In a god-fearing land, there ain't no lodging for the mad; C D G you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown. Verse 3: G C G I'm gonna go back to that factory, where they make, make, make moving parts C G Em G Em that will take, take, take you very far away. C D G In the flash of a pack of matches, I will be gone. Chorus: C G C G So f**k this city! f**k this job! They cut you down before you even reach the top! C G Em G Em In a god-fearing land, there ain't no lodging for the mad; C D you can't get high enough to breathe, C D you can't get high enough to breathe, C D G you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown!
