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INTRO x 2
A D G A4 A
A A9 G Em
A D G A
I've got a friend he's a pure bred killing machine
A A9 G Em
Said he's waited his whole damn life for this
A D G A
I knew him well when he was seventeen
A A9 G Em
Now he's a man who'll be dead by Christmas and
G A G
So, everybody's going to war
G A G
But we don't know what we're fighting for
G A G
They'll tell me it's a worthy cause
G A
No cause could be so worthy
A D
If love is a drug, I guess we're all sober
A D
If hope is a song, I guess it's all over
A D
How to have faith, when faith is a crime
G
I don't want to die
A D
If God's on our side, then God is a joker
A D
Asleep on the job, his children fall over
A D
Running out through the door and straight to the sky,
G
I don't want to die
A D G A4 A
For every man who wants to rule the world
A A9 G Em
There'll be a man who just wants to be free
A D G A
Why do we learn what should not be learnt
A A9 G Em
Too late to find a cure for this disease
G A G
So, everybody's going to war
G A G
But we don't know what we're fighting for
G A G
They'll tell me it's a worthy cause
G A
No cause could be so worthy
A D
If love is a drug, I guess we're all sober
A D
If hope is a song, I guess it's all over
A D
How to have faith, when faith is a crime
G
I don't want to die
A D
If God's on our side, then God is a joker
A D
Asleep on the job, his children fall over
A D
Running out through the door and straight to the sky,
G
I don't want to die
I,I,I
A D
I....I,I,I
A D
I....Don't want to
A D G
die...I,I,I don't want to die
A D G A 4 A
A A9 G Em
G A G
So, everybody's going to war
G A G
But we don't know what we're fighting for
G A G
They'll tell me it's a worthy cause
G A
No cause could be so worthy
A D
If love is a drug, I guess we're all sober
A D
If hope is a song, I guess it's all over
A D
How to have faith, when faith is a crime
G
I don't want to die
A D
If God's on our side, then God is a joker
A D
Asleep on the job, his children fall over
A D
Running out through the door and straight to the sky,
G
I don't want to die
I,I,I
A D
I....I,I,I
A D
I....Don't want to
A D G
die...I,I,I don't want to die
A D G A
I've got a friend he's a pure bred killing machine
A A9 G A
I think he might be dead by Christmas
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