| Bm | G | |
| Four sins past sainthood, it's like I'm | dying to forget, |
| Gb | |
| the sleepless nights lying perfectly alone and still. |
| Bm | Gb | |
| I can drink 'til victory, | I'll drink to the mighty, |
| G | |
| drink until I die or at least until the sunrise. |
| D | |
| When honesty as popular as a plague |
| A | Bm | G | |
| comes to remind me the dead' | s winning the race with | me. going nowhere, |
| D | A | |
| Right down the street a prostitute is | selling the closest thing to love |
| Bm | G | |
| that this country has to of | fer. |
| Bm | G | |
| And Alachua still sleeps to | night X3 |
| Bm | G | |
| so we fought for the republic | the catholic sun filled every eye. |
| Gb | Bm | |
| From the atlantic to the pacific ocean,victory, I'll drink to the | mighty. |
| G | Gb | |
| We died for o | il, we died for bo | rders, killed for democracy, still believed every platform. |
| D | A | |
| Can You handle the death, accept what | you create together. |
| Bm | G | |
| I still know every politician is | a fucking monster. |
| D | A | |
| Culture kills bureaucrats and | all other undesirables. |
| Bm | G | |
| History said we died for freedom but today no | justice was served. |
| Bm | G | |
| And America | still sleeps t | onight X3 |
| and i hope it doesn't wake up tomorrow |
| (then to Bm, G and Gb when there is just the screaming after thist part). |
| And that is it for the song - just repeats itself after this. |
| Aim - NoOneForACause if you have any questions |
| If anyone took the time to learn this, thanks - I think this is their best song. |