Tom Waits – Hell Broke Luce (Guitar)

  C          D          D     A
I had a good home but I left

  G          D          D            D
I had a good home but I left, right, left

     D                        D           D
That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf

  D                       D
A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrong

  D                               D
I guarantee you'll meet up with a suicide bomb

D          D
Hell broke luce

D          D
Hell broke luce

C                          C         D
Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road

    D                              C
You pay a hundred dollars just for fillin' in the hole

C                           C
Listen to the general every goddamn word

C        G    C       C
How many ways can you polish up a turd

C            C
Left, right,

      F          F
Left, left, right, Left, right

F          C     F
Hell broke luce

           C
Hell broke luce

     C     F     F
Hell broke luce

    F                        F                           F
How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess

F         C           F            Ab
Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk

C    C          F
Hell broke luce

     F     Ab
Hell broke luce

C     F           C
Left, right, left

             C
What did you do before the war?

        C             C     F
I was a chef, I was a chef

F
What was your name?

       F             C
It was Geoff, Geoff

C                     C           C
I lost my buddy and I wept, wept

C                    C
I come down from the meth

     C             C
So I slept, slept

C                     F
I had a good home but I left, left

D              G          C      C
Pantsed at the wind for a joke

  C                         C
I pranced right in with the dope

C                            C     C
Glanced at her shin she said nope, hope

C            C
Left, right, left

C              C
Nimrod Bodfish have you any wool

C                            C               Bb
Get me another body bag, the body bag's full

            C
My face was scorched, scorched

Bb        C              C
I miss my home I miss my porch, porch

C            C      C
Left, right, left

    Bb   Bb             Bb
Can I go home in March? March

   Bb                        Bb
My stanch was a chin full of soap

Ab   Ab     Bb              Bb
That rancid dinner with the Pope

Ab  Bb    C      C     Ab  C
And Left, right, left

      D                Bb
Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown off

C                     C
Sergio's developing a real bad cough

C                     C
Sergio's developing a real bad cough

    C        C      C
And hell broke luce

     C
Hell broke luce

C          F
Hell broke luce

Bb            Bb
Boom went his head away

    C         C           C
And boom went Valerie huh

              C                         C
What the hell was it that the president said?

C                           C
Give him a beautiful parade instead

C     F           C
Left, right, left

           C                        C
When I was over here I never got to vote

  C    F            C
I left my arm in my coat

   C                C
My mom she died and never wrote

   F                         C
We sat by the fire and ate a goat

F                            C
Just before he died he had a toke

        F            F      C
Now I'm home and I'm blind

        F
And I'm broke

C       F     C    F
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