Burning City Smoke
Kevin DevineVersion1
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Chords in this song
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40 million refugees
with no place on this earth to call their home
one for every aimless graduate
with nothing else to show for it but loans
And those of us who make a mark
use someone else's blood
Our western stain won't wash away
won't vanish in the flood
It goes deeper through each hurricane
and tidal wave and war
We want everything we see
and once it's gone we just want more
Atlas had those shoulders
We've got Ambien and Jamesons and blow
to bind us in a bubble
keep the newsprint nightmare distant and remote
But when we wake in guillotines
And pitch our screaming fits
When the governors strikes up the band
And gags our parted lips
When the worst case shows up dressed and dazzling,
Ready for the ball
Boy, that bubbles bound to burst,
And what a tragic way to fall
The tabloids tell us hate the rat that
Strikes those subways closed and puts you out
Forgot those 50 hour tunnel weeks inhaling
Steel dust poison through his mouth
Well if he dont deserve a pension that
Makes his family feel secure
If we're now so disconnected
it's our reflections we ignore
And if our constant choices
skim and pass the writing on the wall
Then, I'm sad to say we're lost
and I'm embarrassed for us all
Just play that same pattern over until the end of the song...
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Readable chord sheet for Burning City Smoke by Kevin Devine
[A]40 million refugees with no [D]place on this ea[E]rth to call their home [A] one for [A]every aimless graduate with not[D]hing else to sho[E]w for it but loans [A] And thos[D]e of us who make[A] a mark use some[E]one else's blood[A] Our west[D]ern stain won't wash awa[A]y won't va[E]nish in the floo[A]d It goes [Bm]deeper through each hurric[A]ane and tida[D]l wave a[E]nd war [Bm] [A] We want everyt[C#m]hing we see [F#m] and once it's go[Bm]ne we just[E] want more [A] [A]Atlas had those shoulders We've got Ambie[D]n and Jamesons and blo[E]w [A] to bi[A]nd us in a bubble keep the newsp[D]rint nightmare distant an[E]d remote [A] But when[D] we wake in guil[A]lotines And pitc[E]h our screaming fits [A] When the governo[D]rs strikes up th[A]e band And gags[E] our parted lips[A] When the worst c[Bm]ase shows up dressed and d[A]azzling, Re[D]ady for [E]the ba[Bm]ll [A] Boy, that bubb[C#m]les bound to bur[F#m]st, And what a tragic [Bm]way to [E]fall [A] [A]The tabloids tell us hate the rat that [D]Strikes those subways closed [E]and puts you out [A] [A]Forgot those 50 hour tunnel weeks inhali[D]ng Steel dust poiso[E]n through his mouth [A] [D]Well if he dont deserve a pensi[A]on that Makes his family[E] feel secur[A]e [D]If we're now so disconne[A]cted it's our[E] reflections we [A]ignore And if our const[Bm]ant choices [A]skim and pass the writin[D]g on the[E] wall [Bm] [A] Then, I'm sad to[C#m] say we're lost [F#m] and I'm embarras[Bm]sed for us [E]all [A] Just play that same pattern over until the end of the song...