Democracy Leonard Cohen
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It's coming through a hole in the air,
from those ni[C#]ghts in Tian[G#]anmen Squ[C#]are.
It's co[F#]ming from the feel
that this [B/F#]ain't exactly [F#]real,
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or it's real, but it ain't exactly 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.
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [F#m]
[C#]
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It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a vis[C#]ionary flo[G#]od of alcoh[C#]ol;
from the stag[F#]gering account
of the Se[B/F#]rmon on the[F#] Mount
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which I don't pretend to understand at all.
It's c[F]oming from the silence
on the [A#m] dock of the bay,
from the br[F]ave, the bold, the battered
heart of [A#m] Chevrolet:
Dem[G#]ocracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.A[C#].
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [F#m]
[C#]
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It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
the ho[C#]ly places wh[G#]ere the [C#]races meet;
from the hom[F#]icidal bitchin'
that goes d[B/F#]own in every [F#]kitchen
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to determine who will serve and who will 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 de[A#m]sert far away:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S[C#].A.
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [F#m]
[C#]
Sail [G#]on, sail [F#]on
O mi[C#]ghty Ship of State!
To the Sh[G#]ores of Need
Past the Re[F#]efs of Greed
Through the Squ[C#]alls of Hate
Sail [F#m]on, sail [G#]on, sail [F#]on, sail o[C#]n.
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It's coming to America first,
the c[C#]radle of the[G#] best and of [C#]the worst.
It's h[F#]ere they got the range
and the mac[B/F#]hinery for [F#]change
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and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
It's h[F]ere the family's broken
and it's h[A#m]ere the lonely say
that the h[F]eart has got to open
in a fun[A#m]damental way:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [F#m]
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It's coming from the women and the men.
O b[C#]aby, we'll b[G#]e making lov[C#]e again.
We'll be go[F#]ing down so deep
the ri[B/F#]ver's going to[F#] weep,
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and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
It's co[F]ming like the tidal flood
be[A#m]neath the lunar sway,
im[F]perial, mysterious,
in am[A#m]orous array:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [F#m]
[C#]
Sail [G#]on, sail [F#]on ...
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I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the co[C#]untry but I [G#] can't s[C#]tand the scene.
And I'm ne[F#]ither left or right
I'm just stay[B/F#]ing home to[F#]night,
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getting lost in that hopeless little 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 li[A#m]ttle wild bouquet:
Demo[G#]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A
[C#] [F#m]
[C#] [F#m]
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