Festival Song

Chords by Chris Johnert
Tuning: Standard
Chord Info:

Intro

N.C.
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah
N.C.
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah
F                 Cadd4/F
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah
Bb
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah

Verse

F                              Cadd4/F
It feels completely ridiculous that I’m a willing participant,
Bb
gazing at the purple and pinks in the shadow of a bank-sponsored skyline.
F                                  Cadd4/F
“Unite against the establishment! (while drones transmit the images
Bb
to a server farm in the valley for a culture that will eat its own insides.)”

Chorus

Dm                        A/C#      F           A
Oh, they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something.
Dm                    A/C#      F           A
they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something.
Dm                    A/C#      F         A
They wouldn’t be your friend if it wasn’t worth it,
       Bb          G
if you didn’t have something they could

Verse

F                                       Cadd4/F
Take a long look at the billboards that smother the air ‘til you can’t ignore ‘em
    Bb
and glamorize department store crust-punk-chic ‘cause Satan’s trending up and it’s Fashion Week, but
F                                                                   Cadd4/F
this this is not a movement. It’s just careful entertainment for an easy demographic
in our sweatshop denim jackets and we’ll
Bb
wonder, “What just happened?!” when the world becomes Manhattan where the banks steal the apartments
just to render them abandoned.

Chorus

Dm                        A/C#      F           A
Oh, they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something.
Dm                    A/C#      F           A
they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something.
Dm                    A/C#      F         A
They wouldn’t be your friend if it wasn’t worth it,
       Bb          G                    F
if you didn’t have something they could take.
A       Dm      Bb
ake ... ake ... ake
F        A       Dm      Bb
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake
F        A        Dm       B/D#
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah
Bb       F/A      G        B/D#
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah

Verse

F                                A
We’re not stupid people but this financial oppression has got
Dm                          B/D#
everyone believing all that we can do is nothing ‘cause
   Bb                            F/A
we organize through avenues they lace with advertisements
       G                               B/D#
so the ones we try to rage against are still lining their pockets.

Chorus

N.C.
Oh, they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something.
N.C.
they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something.
D                     A/C#      F         A
They wouldn’t be your friend if it wasn’t worth it,
       Bb          G                    F
if you didn’t have something they could take.
A       Dm      Bb
ake ... ake ... ake
F        A       Dm      Bb
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake
F        A       Dm      Bb
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake
F        A       Dm      Bb
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake