A [Em7]waking [Bb]world of [G]innocenc[Dm]e
So [Em7]grave those [Bb]first born [G]crie[Dm]s
When [D#]life be[Csus2]gins with [D#]needles and [Csus2]pins
It [Em7]ends with [Bb]swords and [G]knive[Dm]s
Oh [Em7]danger [Bb]man, oh [G]danger [Dm]man
Your [Em7]blade fits [Bb]like a [G]glov[Dm]e
When [D#]forged in [Csus2]steel
Time [D#]cannot [Csus2]heal
That [Em7]blood red [Bb]bond of [G]lov[Dm]e
In [D#]times of trouble you're an [Csus2]open book
With the [D#]change in the [Csus2]way you look
And it's [Em7]sad love's not [Bb]enough to make [G]things bet[Dm]ter
(instrumental)
Turn the tables, we'll burn the fables
Lies beneath the visions and daydreams
Fooled by now, we mystify the past
Like a dream, like it never happened
When life begins with needles and pins
it ends with Swords and Knives
God save those born to die
So [Em7]grave those [Bb]first born [G]crie[Dm]s
When [D#]life be[Csus2]gins with [D#]needles and [Csus2]pins
It [Em7]ends with [Bb]swords and [G]knive[Dm]s
Oh [Em7]danger [Bb]man, oh [G]danger [Dm]man
Your [Em7]blade fits [Bb]like a [G]glov[Dm]e
When [D#]forged in [Csus2]steel
Time [D#]cannot [Csus2]heal
That [Em7]blood red [Bb]bond of [G]lov[Dm]e
In [D#]times of trouble you're an [Csus2]open book
With the [D#]change in the [Csus2]way you look
And it's [Em7]sad love's not [Bb]enough to make [G]things bet[Dm]ter
(instrumental)
Turn the tables, we'll burn the fables
Lies beneath the visions and daydreams
Fooled by now, we mystify the past
Like a dream, like it never happened
When life begins with needles and pins
it ends with Swords and Knives
God save those born to die
