Our Lives Would Make A Sad Boring Movie

The Hotelier

Tom original: E Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 4

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E - 022100
B - x24442
F#m - 244222
A - x02220

Intro

E A (x8)
E

Verse 1

                      E
To the people making life from lust,
 B                     F#m
abusing trust, and the fuckers who made fools
            A
out of the best of us:
                  E
You've swayed the public thought
                  B                            F#m
that they're all that they've bought, and otherwise they're ugly people that
      A
will soon be dust.
              E
And to the schools that brought us up
             B                    F#m
and had us 'socialized', teaching us the world
                         A
through hall passes and single file lines.
        E                                   B
We are discouraged to ask questions or to raise a fist.
           F#m
No wonder nobody can tell there's
           A                               E
something so much fucking bigger than this.

Verse 2

                E              B
And we say everyday that we won't
            F#m                  A
grow up to live the lives that they do,
            E             B
and yet we only walk on footsteps
           F#m                   A
that they set for us instead of clearing paths towards
E                  B                 F#m
promised lands we dreamt about, and better worlds we
A
read about.

Verse 3

              E                         B
We leave our higher educations that we all 'must' get
        F#m                           A
with a signature stamped paper and a mound of debt.
             E                                    B
The bank has got us by the throat and then we're forced to settle
         F#m                       A
for the jobs we hate, 9 to 5, 40 hours,
                  E                                B
40 years til the day we are too weak to work, too frail to play.
F#m                                   A
No friends or lovers because they've all passed away
              E                    B
We've waited for this day all of our lives long,
            F#m
and on our death bed the stereo
       A                               E  B  A
plays our favorite teenage anthem song.

Bridge

         E  B  A    E B A
We sing alooooooong.
A        E  B  A
We sing alooooooong.
A          E  B
We sing along.
B        F#m   A
We sing aloooooong.
A         E   B
We sing along.
B        F#m   A
We sing aloooooong.

Final verse

                               E
And to white, middle-class, suburban kids:
                          B
start dealing with your privileges.
           F#m
Smash your TV, read a book, or
         A
see the world instead.
            E
Enjoy the simple things in life
   B                         F#m
because you can, like your family, friends, community,
      A
and local bands.
            E
If there's one thing in your life that
         B                           F#m
you'll never forget, its that we're dead in the future
           A
but we're not dead yet.
            E                          B
Your life starts right now so start acting like it,
                F#m                            A
or else you'll wake up one day feeling like a silhouette.

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