Democracy Leonard Cohen
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Democracy by Leonard Cohen
It's [C#]coming through a [F#]hole in the [G#]air,
from those [C#]nights in [G#]Tiananmen [C#]Square.
It's co[F#]ming from the feel
that this [B]ain't exactly [F#]real,
or it's r[C#]eal, but it [G#]ain't exactly [C#]there.
From the w[F]ars against disorder,
from the s[A#m]irens night and day,
from the f[F]ires of the homeless,
from the a[A#m]shes of the gay:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
It's co[C#]ming through a [F#] crack in the [G#]wall;
on a [C#]visionary [G#]flood of [C#]alcohol;
from the [F#]staggering account
of the [B]Sermon on the [F#]Mount
which I d[C#]on't pretend to [G#]understand at [C#]all.
It's c[F]oming from the silence
on the [A#m] dock of the bay,
from the [F]brave, the bold, the battered
heart of [A#m] Chevrolet:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
It's co[C#]ming from the [F#]sorrow in the s[G#]treet,
the h[C#]oly places [G#]where the races [C#]meet;
from the [F#]homicidal bitchin'
that goes [B]down in every [F#]kitchen
to det[C#]ermine who will [G#]serve and who will [C#]eat.
From the we[F]lls of disappointment
where the w[A#m]omen kneel to pray
for the g[F]race of God in the desert here
and the [A#m]desert far away:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
Sail [G#]on, sail [F#]on
O [C#]mighty Ship of State!
To the [G#]Shores of Need
Past the [F#]Reefs of Greed
Through the [C#]Squalls of Hate
Sail [G#]on, sail on, sail [F#]on, sail [C#]on.
It's co[C#]ming to Ame[F#]rica [G#]first,
the cr[C#]adle of the [G#]best and of the [C#]worst.
It's h[F#]ere they got the range
and the machi[B]nery for [F#]change
and it's h[C#]ere they got the [G#]spiritual [C#]thirst.
It's h[F]ere the family's broken
and it's [A#m]here the lonely say
that the [F]heart has got to open
in a [A#m]fundamental way:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
It's co[C#]ming from the [F#]women and the [G#]men.
O b[C#]aby, we'll be [G#]making love [C#]again.
We'll be go[F#]ing down so deep
the [B]river's going to [F#]weep,
and the [C#]mountain's going to [G#]shout, "[C#]Amen!"
It's [F]coming like the tidal flood
be[A#m]neath the lunar sway,
im[F]perial, mysterious,
in [A#m]amorous array:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
Sail [G#]on, sail [F#]on
O [C#]mighty Ship of State!
To the [G#]Shores of Need
Past the [F#]Reefs of Greed
Through the [C#]Squalls of Hate
Sail [G#]on, sail on, sail [F#]on, sail [C#]on.
I'm sent[C#]imental, if you [F#]know what I [G#]mean
I love the cou[C#]ntry but I [G#]can't stand the scene[C#].
And I'm [F#]neither left or right
I'm just [B]staying home tonigh[F#]t,
getting l[C#]ost in that [G#]hopeless little [C#]screen.
But I'm stu[F]bborn as those garbage bags
that t[A#m]ime cannot decay,
I'm j[F]unk but I'm still holding up
this [A#m]little wild bouquet:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
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