Kevin Devine – The Burning City Smoking (Guitar)
Capo 3
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(2)
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As recorded by Kevin Devine
(From the 2006 Album PUT YOUR GHOST TO REST)
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
G C D G 40 million refugees with no place on this earth to call their home C D G One for every aimless graduate with nothing else to show for it but loans C G D G And those of us who make a mark using someone else's blood G D G Our western stain won't wash away, won't vanish in the flood Am G C D Em It's just deeper with each hurricane and tidal wave and war G Oh whoa oh woh Bm Em D G We want everything we see and once it's gone we just want more
[Verse 2]
G C D G Atlas had those shoulders, we've got Am bien and Jamesons and blow C D G To bind us in a bubble, keep the newsprint nightmare distant and remote C G D G But when we wake in guillotines and pitch our screaming fits C G D G When the Governor strikes up the band and gags our parted lips Am G C D Em When the worst case shows up dressed and dazzling ready for the ball G Oh whoa oh woh G Bm Em C D G Boy that bubble's bound to burst and what a tragic way to fall
[Verse 3]
G C D G The tabloids tell us hate the rat who strikes those subways closed and puts you out C D G Forget those 50-hour tunnel weeks inhaling steel dust poison through his mouth C G D G Well if he don't deserve a pension that makes his family feel secure C G D G If we're now so disconnected it's our reflections we ignore Am G C D Em And if our constant choice is skimming past the writing on the wall G Oh whoa oh woh Bm Em C D G Then I'm sad to say we're lost and I'm embarrassed for us all
[Verse 4]
G C D G So most days I can't put to rest the burning city smoking in my mind C D G And I play pretend the principals are nothing more than actors running lines C G D G And I stumble through a movie set where torture victims laugh C G D G At abandoned journalist who juggled knives and daggered glass Am G C D Em While they entertain the marble Heads of State and CEO's G Oh whoa oh woh Bm Em C D G I stagger past anarchist extras through saloon doors painted gold
[Guitar Solo]
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C G D G C G D G
Am G C D Em G Bm
Em C D G
[Verse 5]
G C D G So I turn and I see Uncle Sam, walks out of wardrobe ready for the shoot C D G So I walk right up and talk to him, I tell him that I'm scared and I'm confused C G D G While they test the cameras out and get the lighting right, C G D G While catering fills coffee cups and carves up apple pie Am G C D Em And while the stylists trim his beard and straighten those lapels G Oh whoa oh woh Bm Em C D G I ask his empire eyes what made him drive us straight to hell Bm Em C D G And as my daydream ends he stands ashamed, a shocked and shattered shell Am G C D G But there's never any answer for my starving tongue to tell G Oh whoa oh woh oh oh Bm Em C D G Cause the director's shouting action, I'm thrown off set, it's just as well