The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side (Ukulele)

Capo 5
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Intro: C C F C C F F
C
Well I admit to the mistakes
At least privately in takes
      F
And here's another one

C
I said "we'd be okay"
"But that's a lie, man"
           F
I mean.. "Hey, we're all dying.. young!!"

C
It's no worse off than it seems..
but it's more like a terrifying dream
        F
And I'm serious!!

        C
It's either whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb

      F
I'm serious!!

        G
It's the only thing I think 

       Am
When I wake up in my bed

       G                        Am
When my stomach churns, as these pages turn 

        F
Is the world burnin'

                      G
Or is it only.. in my head?

         C
On a screen on a TV
On a scene in front of me
              F
With all the white noise n the static
And the stifling of the screams
        C
This is war, this is death, this is real you better bet!

        F
On the winning side, the winning side,
The winning side, the winning side
        C
And I'm sittin' in a train
Over Brooklyn in the rain
        F
All by myself

C
When a thought occurs to me..
That all these people wanna be
       F
Just somewhere.. else

        C
Like every day is just a loss,
spent arguing with your boss
        F
Over a coffee break

        C
Oh and the same is true for me,
I mean, one more indignity
         F
And I’m going to break

             G                          Am
Because the only thing I think when he walks out on the screen

               G                  Am
He says, “The sky falls, and your duty calls”

       F                             G
Man it takes some balls to be so obscene

      C
On a screen on a TV
On a scene in front of me
              F
With all the white noise n the static
And the stifling of the screams
        C
This is war, this is death, this is real you better bet!

        F
On the winning side, the winning side
The winning side, the winning side
     G
The right side, the right side

          Am
Well they shipped you off, and your parents cried

           G    
And it all falls away so quietly

         Am
When you wake up to reality..

      F
But Reality?

                        G
What's reality? What's reality? What's reality?

                 C                 F
It's a fucking bullet!!

             C
Well I got a brother in Iraq
I got no way to get him back
               F
Like all those people in the sands,
Buried in Afghanistan
        C
I got a child in a crib
I got a father in a bib
         F
I got no pills
I got no skills I got no idea what I did
       C
I just wonder every second
of every minute that passes by
        F
Are we living?
Are we dreaming? Are we winning where we die?
     G
In a cloud of dust, in a mushroom burst

     Am
In a series of degradations first

F
All alone, in a hospital bed?

                                   G
Wondering what we might of done instead!

       C
With a lifetime, lifetime

       F
A lifetime, A lifetime

       C        
A lifetime, A lifetime

       F
A lifetime, A lifetime

       G
A lifetime, A lifetime

         Am
Well, we paid our dues, and we did our time

             G
But tell me what exactly was our crime?

       Am
Well I stand and stood for this fallen line

      F
While you decide who lives, who dies

           G                      C
I hope you choke on all.. your... lies