E E7 C A [Verse]E E7 A B I saw the posters popping up around the cityA B E B Pale blue and washed out redE E7 A B I went down to the arena pushing throughA B E B Hoping I'd run into youA B C#m F# Sweet freshly scrubbed smell of the crowdA B E B All the excitement in their eyesA Ab7 C#m F# We were all made young when he stepped onto the stageA B C#m F# Like an animal escaping from his cage[Chorus]B E Raise the trumpetA Sound the drumE B E He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come [Verse]E E7 A B ) All of us too dazed to leave when it was overA B E B Dawdled by the vendors for a minuteE E7 A B Gathered underneath a summer skyA B E B I was hoping you'd pass byA B C#m F# But though I didn't see you that day or the nextA B E B I'm pretty sure that you were thereA Ab7 C#m F# Making your way along the young and happy hordeA B C#m F# Headed down to your reward [Chorus]B E Raise the trumpetA Sound the drumE B E He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come
Satanic Messiah
The Mountain Goats
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