Hand Over Hand chords by Watsky

Am D C Am G x2


Am    D
It's the American dream
      C               Am     G   Am
But if you pull on the thread, it's gonna tear at the seam
D             C
See what I mean? We don't tend to scream
       Am      G
Baby, we just stare at the screen
Am           D
Like it's a preacherman up at the pulpit
C             Am     G
Some with the scars end up holding the bullwhip
Am         D
Another angry kid unloading a full clip
C            Am     G
And I could tie a pretty bow on this bullshit
Am           D
But let's not lie for another second
C             Am
We see the trouble, we're rubberneckin
  G      Am           D
No doublecheckin, if it's an issue we have to grapple
C               Am    G
The words are caught in my Adam's apple
Am         D
I make my body a happy chapel
C             Am   G
Cause every person's a tabernacle
Am              D
But there's no feeling you gotta hide
C            Am     G
So let's all pray to the God inside, say it now

(Chorus)
   D                   Am
Never needed a hand til you needed a hand
     F                   G
You never know how to walk until you understand
    D                  Am
Coulda been anything that you needed to be
     F             G
How many more do you want? How many more do you need?
Am      D        C  G
Still I wish I could break free
     Am     D    C        G
It?s that same old simple song I still believe
Am      D      C  G
How many more do we need?
      Am      D
Before it?s hand over hand
C      G
Love over everything



Am          D
That?s me with the long arm
         C            Am    G
Screaming at the top dog, spilling my blood on the cement
Am       D            C
We willing to roll now, sick of getting mowed down
     Am       G
Fuck if I dope now, it?d kill me
Am          D
Cause I?d rather be known for the dealing
C         Am     G
Than known to be hooked on the feeling
Am          D  C           Am  G
How many more gotta go now? How many more gotta go down?
Am         D            C              Am
I?ll stand in the rain witcha, just to get a little bit of glimpse of the plain picture
G       Am            D
People need a pinch just to get em to wake up
C                    Am    G
You?ll be in a ditch before I get you to wake up, say it bruh
Am           D              C   Am G
Whoever said it wasn?t fair, they was telling the truth
Am         D              C   Am G
I?d be a liar if I said there was nothing to prove



{Chorus}



Am        D
They say we gotta know our role
C           Am    G
Kiss the bottom of the totem pole
Am         D
Set goals, and then go for gold
    C               Am    G
But we hibernate and hide inside our gopher holes
    Am        D
I wanna smoke a bowl, a hand on my dick
        C             Am    G
While the other one is busy clicking the remote control
   Am         D            C
I'm no Dalai Lama of the sofa but I hear I gotta go to
              Am      G
Where the sinners face the roasting coals
    Am              D
You say that your heart ain't got no holes, well bitch please
C              Am       G
Let's all admit that we got souls like Swiss cheese
Am           D
But wishing isn't gonna fill this abyss
      C              Am       G
And no hand over hand over fisted riches is fixin what's missing
Am           D
If I wanna kill this monotony
      C             Am    G
I know the answer is a light that I got in me
      Am          D
I got no university degree in philosophy
        C              Am     G
But I know that every baby's born with the lock and key, say it now