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Ronnie Goes To Heaven

The 241ers
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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

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