Intro: G Verse G G C G Looks like the monsoons are coming to ruin the 4th of July. G G D It always ends up exactly like this every year at exactly this time. G G C G I went outside, took down the flag, reduced it to rags, and engulfed it in fire. D D G Only a nation under manipulation could swallow the lies.
[Refrão]
G I’m out of line. G I’m out of line. C G I’d better get my ass back in the line. D D G Only a country filled with idiot people could swallow the lies. Insrtumental: G C G D G Verse G G C G Looks like a snowstorm is brewing to ruin our Christmas again. G G D It always ends up exactly like this every time that I get off the plane. G G C G I hate religion, but I don’t blame the stories: It’s the folks who believe I despise. D G Only a world so desperate for meaning could swallow the lies.
[Refrão]
G I’m out of line. G I’m out of line. C G I’d better get my ass back in the line. D D G Only a fool filled with half-baked ideas could swallow the lies. G I’m out of line. G I’m out of line. C G I’d better get my ass back in the line. D D G Only a fool filled with half-baked ideas could swallow the lies.
Enviado por: Carlos Phelippe Luz
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