9 acessos
(intro 4x) E5 F#5 G5 A5
(verso)
E5 F#5 G5 A5 E5 F#5 G5
There are boxes packed with bullets, there are crates all stacked with boxes
A5 E5 F#5 G5 A5 E5 F#5 G
There are uniforms and hardware, there are meals all wrapped in plastic
A5 E5 F#5 G A5 E5 F#5 G5
Through the night the ships are loading, every night these ships are loading
A5 G A G
Beneath the glare of the burning floodlights and the dancing of the swarmed
A
mosquitoes
(refrão)
Bm A G F#
And into the fire and the blood red sun the old and rich still send the young men
Bm A G F#
Into a world of twisted steel and the acrid smell of metal burning
Bm A G F#
And on the streets of hometown now, we watch each other as if we're strangers
Bm D A
But say it loud, scream it loud: I am not at war
(verso 2)
E5 F#5 G5 A5 E5 F#5 G5
He says: this body I have been given shall be returned unto its maker
A5 E5 F#5 G5 A5 E5 F#5 G
Beneath my clothes these secrets hidden, the sacrifice that I have to offer
A5 E5 F#5 G A5 E5 F#5 G5
By the checkpoint there are soldiers and the cypress branches waving
A5 G A G
And the light is hard as glass and the sky is blue and cool and waiting
( E5 F#5 G5 A5 ) (2x)
(refrão)
F Am F Am
These stupid empty words could all be written on the cold pale skin
F Dm Bb
Of the dead laid out in shallow graves along the road of bombed out palm trees
( E5 F#5 G5 A5 ) (4x)
(verso 3)
E5 F#5 G5 A5 E5 F#5 G5
And in the corners of the bars and cafes, in every town, in every nation
A5 E5 F#5 G5 A5 E5 F#5 G
There are these blood-sports on the TVs and the loaded toneless voices
A5 E5 F#5 G A5 E5 F#5 G5
There are cameras by the gravesides and in the executioners' chambers
A5 G A G
There are cameras high above us to guide the missiles down from the heavens
(refrão)
Bbm
I am not at war,
G/B G/D A/E
I am not at war