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For Broken Ears

Chuck Ragan
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
Where  are the ones who carry their guns
 To the far  away lands with the blackened suns
 From the smoke  and narrow minds
 The half-truth  trails and holy  lies
 Of an empty  heart and overflowing mouth
 A plastic  smile and a coward’s frown
Repercussions  come around
 When the word  named free burns to  the ground somehow
 -
Where  are the deaf and where are the dumb
 From the side  of the tracks
 Where no reason comes from
 And the tables  never bare
 The water  runs and mamas always  there
 So who separates  the world from the start
 Where such words  would come and such thoughts would cause
 A shot  heard round the world
 Or just  as sad never heard  at all
 -
 So down,  down, down like a ball  of flames
 To the rotten  core filling up  with names of hypocrites.
 What a massive  list
Don’t  exclude yourself  from it
 Don’t compromise  administration  lies
Carried  out and covered up  with time
Carried  out and turned around  to shine
 Or high  on a pedestal of broken  lives
 -
 Compassion  speaks loud for itself
 Falls on broken  ears and off the value shelf
 Into the dirt  left to the wind
Comin  up strong ready to  begin
 To obliterate  the word from the start
 Where such ideas  come and such ideas cause
 A spark  that’ll set a blaze
 And leave the embers  red until the end  of days
 -
 So down,  down, down like a ball  of flames
 To the rotten  core filling up  with names of hypocrites.
 What a massive  list
Don’t  exclude yourself  from it
 Don’t compromise  administration  lies
Carried  out and covered up  with time
Carried  out and turned around  to shine
 Or high  on a pedestal of broken  lives
 -
Where  are the ones who carry their guns
 To the far  away lands with the blackened suns
 From the smoke  and narrow minds
 The half-truth  trails and holy  lies
 Of an empty  heart and overflowing mouth
 A plastic  smile and a coward’s frown
Repercussions  come around
 When the word  named free burns to  the ground somehow

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Readable chord sheet for For Broken Ears by Chuck Ragan

[E] [B]
[E]Where are the ones who carry their guns
To the [B]far away lands with the blackened suns
From the [C#]smoke and narrow minds
The [Asus2]half-truth trails and [B]holy lies
Of an [E]empty heart and overflowing mouth
A [B]plastic smile and a coward’s frown
[C#]Repercussions come around
When the [Asus2]word named free burns [B]to the ground some[E]how
-
[E]Where are the deaf and where are the dumb
From the [B]side of the tracks

Where no reason comes from
And the [C#]tables never bare
The [Asus2]water runs and mamas a[B]lways there
So who s[E]eparates the world from the start
Where such [B]words would come and such thoughts would cause
A [C#]shot heard round the world
Or [Asus2]just as sad never [B]heard at all
-
So [E]down, down, down like a [B]ball of flames
To the [Asus2]rotten core filling [C#]up with names of h[Asus2]ypocrites.
What a [C#]massive list
[Ab]Don’t exclude your[A]self from it
Don’t [E]compromise admini[B]stration lies
[Asus2]Carried out and covered [C#]up with time
[Asus2]Carried out and turned a[C#]round to shine
Or [Ab]high on a pedestal of [A]broken lives
-
Com[E]passion speaks loud for itself
Falls on [B]broken ears and off the value shelf
Into the [C#]dirt left to the wind
[Asus2]Comin up strong ready [B]to begin
To [E]obliterate the word from the start
Where such i[B]deas come and such ideas cause
A [C#]spark that’ll set a blaze
And leave the [Asus2]embers red until the [B]end of days
-
So [E]down, down, down like a [B]ball of flames
To the [Asus2]rotten core filling [C#]up with names of h[Asus2]ypocrites.
What a [C#]massive list
[Ab]Don’t exclude your[A]self from it
Don’t [E]compromise admini[B]stration lies
[Asus2]Carried out and covered [C#]up with time
[Asus2]Carried out and turned a[C#]round to shine
Or [Ab]high on a pedestal of [A]broken lives
-
[E]Where are the ones who carry their guns
To the [B]far away lands with the blackened suns
From the [C#]smoke and narrow minds
The [Asus2]half-truth trails and [B]holy lies
Of an [E]empty heart and overflowing mouth
A [B]plastic smile and a coward’s frown
[C#]Repercussions come around
When the [Asus2]word named free burns [B]to the ground some[E]how

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