Lucky Few

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Run Your Pockets - 2003 - Track 8

||Intro
|Guitar 1 - Powerchords x 6
A E A E A E C#m D

||Verse
|Guitar 1 - Clean, ska chords
A               E            A                       E
sprouted from a racist seed, the white men stole the land they need
   A          E             C#m                   D
to renovate a state of hate of greed, and call it something great
A             E                        A                   E
so every fall they give you thanx, for genocide of natives by the ranks
            A              E             C#m                 D
now you can find fast food in everytown, McDonalds, Wendy's, Taco Bell
       A                E                         A              E
and as free trade kills domestic jobs, they blame minorities for all their probs
     A               E                    C#m                  D
they lock 'em up for their enjoyment, say they're the cause of unemployment
A                      E               A                  E
although they say that we're all free, it never felt that way to me
   A                E             C#m             D
as you sit back and watch us die, i cant help but asking

||Chorus
|Guitar 1 - Power chords

||Bridge
|Guitar 1 - Clean

||Intro
||Verse
A               E                A                E
crooked cops on every block, and racist courts to lock you up
  A               E              C#m           D
a judicial system so corrupt, if yer not white you are a criminal
   A            E               A               E
educated by the biased man, the kids to dumb to take a stand
A               E                    C#m                 D
faith in dreams that always die, but nightmares hold the upper hand
   A              E                A            E
it snowballs into worthless pawns, multiplying, buying on and on
A                E            C#m                  D
slaving for that weekly wage, but in the end guess who gets paid?
A                      E               A                  E
although they say that we're all free, it never felt that way to me
A                   E             C#m          D
as you sit back and watch us die, i can't help asking
||Chorus
||Bridge (Modified)
|Guitar 1 - Distorted, powercords

||Solo
|Guitar 1 - Distorted, powerchords

Song Order:
Intro
Verse
Chorus
Bridge
Intro
Verse
Chorus
Bridge (Modified)
Solo
Intro
That's it kiddos. No-Ca$h forever.