Holy Rollers For Love

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walk down from B to E (verse/chorus)

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+walk up from B to C

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[E]

[E]Down from the mountain out walking the[B] flood
[C#m]I see the future in this setti[A/C#]ng sun
[B]Unfolded gardens uncover the earth[C#m] as it was
[B]Filled with canteens and tear gas
From this last voyage of u[E]s

[E]Ain't no gentlemen here hiding win[B]gs
[C#m]The devil himself would be puzzl[A/C#]ed to give
[B]Any reasons to sink his fing[C#m]ers in
[B]All this voodoo and black magic
Doing the work that was h[E]is

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             [C#m]    [E]

With battle songs [C#m]filling their lungs
Move them out[E] down under the sun
Give them tea[C#m]rs for cherry red blood
Sta[E]ck them old, we cradle them young
[B]World is crazy or maybe just
Holy rollers for love[E]

Split this ocean set these sails
It's down to the seabed we dazzle and fail
Hereafter's bringing more funerals than fairs
And it's a book of blank maps
That's we're using to get us there

To the hilltops my daughter, my son
The rescue's too little to cover the slums
Cross the river deeper than it ever was
There's a pause in the evening
When prayers are supposed to be done

With battle songs filling their lungs
Move them out down under the sun
Give them tears for cherry red blood
Stack them old, we cradle them young
World is crazy or maybe just
Holy rollers for love

Glory glory hallelujah be warned
God is still marching, still raising his sword
Board these windows and guard your stretch of floor
Something sinister's got you the minute you open the door

With battle songs filling their lungs
Move them out down under the sun
Give them tears for cherry red blood
Stack them old, we cradle them young
World is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love
World is crazy or maybe she's holy rollers for love
World is crazy and making us holy rollers for love