Cifra Club

Our Lives Our Times

Chadwick Stokes

Cifra: Principal (violão e guitarra)
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tom: Am
Am F C G

[Verse 1]
Am                      F                             C
  Johnny was a chameleon when it was predominately shrapnel
                    G
Shrapnel from the chapel to the cabinet/cab man
Am                           F
  Johnny kissed the groom to go join the killing 
        C                      G
While Britain is watching her Watson

Am                  F                             C
 Headed down to Tiananmen but had tarried enough time 
                           G
Should’ve listened to the world turn
Am                         F
 Told me the cheaters are watching 
                C                   G
Scratch ticket Jesus insulting the sultan 


[Pre-chorus]
               F                   C
But we got an offer to lessen the lesson learned
                                    G
Like kissing cousins kissing out of turn
                               E7
If you gonna play, you gonna play
          C       G
The party lines

          F                         C
We gonna take back this town if it takes us all
                                    Am     
And kid you look like you could be found
         G                      E7
For the moment we are the fall lines 


[Chorus]
     F         C              G                         Am
Our mind, our time, is still marked by the grains of intolerance
     F          C
Our lives, our fight
          G                                E7
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done hey hey

Am F C G (2x)


[Verse 2]
Am                              F
 It’s the United States of Discrimination 
                                  C
 The schools feed into the prisons
C                       G
 And corporations more powerful than the government
Am                          F
 Give a teacher a banker’s salary, see how that goes
           C                           G
See if we farm a land again in Kilimanjaro it snows
     Am                            F
You sleep in your Egyptian linen, 500 count thread
            C
What’s the count of your dead?
           G                           Am
We are the eye of the needle fixing to mend this quilt of lies
          F                           C
The lies ripped up on our bed, we’re coming in quick
               G
We got Angela Davis on our lips and Mandela in our head
 


[Pre-chorus]
               F                   C
But we got an offer to lessen the lesson learned
                                     G
Like kissing cousins kissing out of turn
                              E7
If you gonna play, you gonna play
          C        G
The party lines   ohh

          F                         C
We gonna take back this town if it takes us all
    Am                                     
And kid you look like you could be found
         G                      E7
For the moment we are the fall lines 


[Chorus]
      F        C              G                         Am
Our mind, our time, is still marked by the grains of intolerance
     F          C
Our lives, our fight
           G                               E7                       F
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done hey hey
F  C            G                   Am
E|---| lost my religion along with my innocence
     F          C
Our lives, our fight 
           G                               E7
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done


[Bridge]
    F
At least he got a body
     C
And he’s a boy named Sue
             G
And the federalis sure ain’t no expert on love
Am
Why would we listen to you?

        F
Oh, at least we got our bodies
      C
We’re all a boy named Sue
        G                          
And we fight til it’s done til it's gardens not guns
         E7                            Am
Til the borders are run and life is anew


[Rap verse]
              Am
And it was a fight night 
          F                C              G
And the prize fighter got cut like in a knife fight
           Am            F                      C        G
And it was all over the highlights when he got hit by a hard right
     Am         F          C                   G
Saw stars like lite-brite couldn’t see in his sight line
             Am               F              C            G
Started his skydive from the high life like Pele playin’ Jai alai
           Am            F           C                 G       Am                        F
Shot from mayday to his heyday and a pail of mail (?) mêlée as Corner (?) was getting a payday
         C               G
Needed Thompson from My Lai
        Am         F                       C           G
Turnin guns on his own guys but it wasn’t maltovs and mai tais
     Am        F
Just AKs and white lies 
          C                        G                                Am              F
Tell Mt. Sinai to believe in I and I and you and you and not for an eye and eye and eye and 
           C           G
I ain’t a cap on your tooth
                        Am                             F
But then again I ain’t debatin’ the to stand in their shoes
                   C                                      G
I’m just tryin to figure out which golden rule I should choose
            Am                  F
We gettin’ high sighted by the tie guys
               C                           G
White collar crime pays, just look at the bylines 
                  Am                        F
If you believe in anything, believe in occupying 
                           C                        G
Because it’s a rich man’s world we getting off the sidelines


[Chorus]
      F        C              G                         Am
Our mind, our time, is still marked by the grains of intolerance
     F          C
Our lives, our fight
           G                               E7                       F
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done hey hey
F  C            G                   Am
E|---| lost my religion along with my innocence
     F          C
Our lives, our fight 
           G                               E7
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done


[Outro]
F                        C
I might let the gallery down
                                          G
But there are people by the thousands outside –
                        E7
And we are just getting by
   F
I might,
                       C
Might let the gallery down,
                                     G    E7
Depending on how many votes did you buy
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