At the Bottom of Everything Bright Eyes
We must [C]talk in every telephone, get [F]eaten off the [C]web
We must [C]rip out all the epilogues from the [F]books we have [G]read
And to t[C]he face of every criminal strapped [F]firmly in a chair
We must [C]stare, we must [G]stare, we must [C]stare
We must [C]take all of the medicines too [F]expensive now to [C]sell
Set fi[C]re to the preacher who is [F]promising us [G]hell
And in the[C] ear of every anarchist who [F]sleeps but doesn't dream
We must s[C]ing, we must s[G]ing, we must [C]sing "And it'll go like this"
Chorus:
W[F]hile my mother w[G]aters plants
my [C]father loads his [F]gun.
He says, "[F]Death will give us [G]back to god,
just [Ami]like the setting [F]sun
i[G]s returned to the lonesome ocean."
(Intro is played again here)
(Then during the solo, the same chord progression as the verses is played)
Verse:
We must [C]blend into the choir, sing a s[F]tatic with the w[C]hole
We must [C]memorize nine numbers and [F]deny we have a [G]soul
And to this [C]endless race for property and [F]privilege to be won
We must [C]run, we must [G]run, we must [C]run
We must [C]hang up in the belfry where the [F]bats in moonlight [C]laugh
We must [C]stare into a crystal ball and [F]only see the [G]past
And in the [C]caverns of tomorrow with our [F]flashlights and our love
We must [C]plunge, we must [G]plunge, we must [C]plunge
[C]And then we'll get down there, way down to the very bottom of everything
[C]and then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it
Chorus:
O[F]h my morning's [G]coming back
The [C]whole worlds waking [F]up
Oh the [F]city bus is [G]swimming past
I'm [Ami]happy just [F]because
I [G]found out I am really no one
End: C F C F C F C G C (again, listen for rythem)
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