Ronnie Goes To Heaven
The 241ersVersion1
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Oh, Lord, I see a light
I hear broad gates throwing back their bolts
Feel arms of welcome open wide
Oh, Lord, the light is so bright
And I don't know what it means
I don't know what it means
It means rows of shiny fighter jets
And shelves for Nancy's china sets
BODs and candy jars and war (bloody war)
And so much more
Oh, Lord, you are too good to me
Your hands are warm and your grip is firm
Your light is so bright that I can't see
Oh, Lord, is this the promised land?
I pray that you will lead the way
And hold on tightly to my hand
Believe me, son, I'll hold you tight
And guide you through the blinding light
To the death of all the union shops
And a noose for Mikhail Gorbachev
Our streets are free from pesky beggars
You'll dine with Marcos and Noriega
Your slickest schemes and your darkest dreams are coming true
You're gonna get what you deserve
Oh, Lord, the light's so bright
I don't mean to criticize
But it's really starting to hurt my eyes
Oh, Lord, your grip is just a little too tight
If you could loosen it just a touch
You don't have to be so rough
"Rough," you say? You've made my day
Wait'll you see what's on the way
Welfare cuts and Contra funding
Gonna learn you, boy, about pain and suffering
Oh no, what's happening?
No, no, it's all a bad dream
My God, what have I done?
Something has gone wrong
Yes, yes, it's all as planned
Ron my boy you are now a man
You'll learn and burn anew each day
To the deepest rungs away
And Heaven's grace may trickle down someday
Oh, Lord, how could I have been so wrong?
My father weren't you with me all along?
Oh, Lord, I want to go back
Purge memory kill history
Dream unilateral attack
Hush, my son, you have done me so proud
Smiling simpering sold my bag
Across your nation raised my flag
My son, now off to bed with you
I'll wake you when the others have arrived
It won't be long now
They will follow you
They will follow you
Hello, John Paul, it's been too long
It's really great that you've come along
They will follow you
Mr. Falwell, what a surprise
Settle in and dry your eyes
They will follow you
Maggie, Henry, Mommy dear
Welcome home, there's room for many more
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Readable chord sheet for Ronnie Goes To Heaven by The 241ers
Oh, [E]Lord, I see a [C]light I hear [G]broad gates throwing back their bolts Feel [D]arms of welcome open wide Oh, [E]Lord, the light is so [C]bright And I [G]don't know what it means I [D]don't know what it means It means [E]rows of shiny [C]fighter jets And [G]shelves for Nancy's [D]china sets [E]BODs and [C]candy jars and [D]war (bloody war) And so much more Oh, [E]Lord, you are too [C]good to me Your [G]hands are warm and your grip is firm Your [D]light is so bright that I can't see Oh, [E]Lord, is this the [C]promised land? I [G]pray that you will lead the way And [D]hold on tightly to my hand Be[E]lieve me, son, I'll [C]hold you tight And [G]guide you through the [D]blinding light To the [E]death of all the [C]union shops And a [G]noose for Mikhail [D]Gorbachev Our [E]streets are [C]free from [G]pesky [D]beggars You'll [E]dine with [C]Marcos and [G]Norie[D]ga Your [E]slickest [C]schemes and your [G]darkest [D]dreams are [E]coming [C]true You're gonna [G]get what [D]you deserve Oh, [E]Lord, the light's [C]so bright I [G]don't mean to criticize But it's [D]really starting to hurt my eyes Oh, [E]Lord, your grip is just a [C]little too tight If you could [G]loosen it just a touch You don't [D]have to be so rough [E]"Rough," you [C]say? You've [G]made my [D]day [E]Wait'll you [C]see what's [G]on the [D]way [E]Welfare [C]cuts and [G]Contra [D]funding Gonna [E]learn you, [C]boy, about [G]pain and [D]suffering [G]Oh no, what's [D]happe[C]ning? [G]No, no, it's [D]all a bad [C]dream [G]My God, what [D]have I [C]done? [E]Something has gone [D]wrong [G]Yes, yes, it's [D]all as [C]planned [G]Ron my boy you are [D]now a [C]man You'll [G]learn and burn a[D]new each [C]day To the [E]deepest rungs [D]away And [E]Heaven's grace may trickle down someday Oh, Lord, how could I have [C]been so wrong? My [G]father weren't you [D]with me all along? Oh, [E]Lord, I want to go [C]back Purge [G]memory kill history Dream [D]unilateral attack Hush, my [E]son, you have done [C]me so proud [G]Smiling simpering sold my bag A[D]cross your nation raised my flag My [E]son, now off to [C]bed with you I'll [G]wake you when the others have arrived It won't be long now They will [E]follow you[C] [G] [D] They will follow you He[E]llo, John Paul, it's [C]been too long It's [G]really great that you've [D]come along They will follow you M[E]r. Falwell, what [C]a surprise [G]Settle in and [D]dry your eyes They will follow you [E]Maggie, Henry, [C]Mommy dear [G]Welcome home, there's [D]room for many [E]more e [D][A]