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Against Me! - "Burn"

Intro:  F#

   F#
Beautiful to live in poverty
          D
Just to spite what they're selling
                     F#
Take a thousand hits to prove the rest and I'll move in
                              D
Millimeters still won't mean shit against well-done subversion

  F#
Fathers of invention will one day turn in their graves
            D
When their own sons and daughters
                           E
Manifest destiny into a lesson to others
                                    D
Sent away my crippled, let the old ones categorize their deathcamps, they're all dead

 D
It'll burn burn burn
                   
Like they did to the Anarchists at their stakes
            E
And it'll burn burn burn

Like the histories they stole from us
           F#
One day patriotic thugs will dance to songs of justice
       E                       D
And cringe, and rack guns of shame                          (3x)

 F#
Well it may take a team of well-rounded hoodlums
     D
In full riot gear to unrest objection
   F#
A well-controlled media to pick out our terrorists
         D
When beaurocrats start dying from cancer

                       F#
There are already businessmen who'll market bottled water
                D
And purified aerosol solution, guess who's their target
  E
Seven approaching a measure off the map
            D
And you'll see me dance in the street once again

 D
It'll burn burn burn
                   
Like they did to the Anarchists at their stakes
            E
And it'll burn burn burn

Like the histories they stole from us
           F#
One day patriotic thugs will dance to songs of justice
       E                       D
And cringe, and rack guns of shame                          (3x)

            D
And it'll burn burn burn like they did to the Anarchists
            E
And it'll burn burn burn like the histories they stole from us
     F#
One day patriotic thugs will dance to songs of justice
              D                       E
And give apologies for immeasurably acted perfection

 D
It'll burn burn burn
                   
Like they did to the Anarchists at their stakes
            E
And it'll burn burn burn

Like the histories they stole from us
           F#
One day patriotic thugs will dance to songs of justice
       E                       D
And cringe, and rack guns of shame                          (2x)