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Never Learn - The Devil Makes Three
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Tabbed by: Hostile Apostle
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Tuning: Standard
[Dm] [Am] [E5] [C] [G] [E] [F]
e|----5----5----7----8----3----0----1----|
B|----6----5----9----8----3----0----1----|
G|----7----5----9----9----4----1----2----|
D|----7----7----9----10---5----2----3----|
A|----5----7----7----10---5----2----3----|
E|----0----5----0----8----3----0----1----|
Intro: Dm / Am / E / Am / Dm / Am / E / Am
[Am]Let all them hounds off of their [Dm]leashes
[Am]Gave all that money to the [E5]rich
They're gunna [Am]hand you down now, that [Dm]Short handed shovel
And [Am]direct you, [E5]directly to the [Am]ditch
[Am]Now just hear them talking tongues [Dm]child
[Am]Though you know not what they [E5]mean
Ain't gunna [Am]make no kind of [Dm]difference
Just keep your [Am]eyes [E5]focused on the [Am]screen[E5][Am]
[Am]Yes I guess I [C]see
[G]They ain't doing nothing hear but [E]leaching off of [F]you and me, well...
[Am]Yes I guess I [C]know
[G]There ain't no place left on this [E]earth that I could [F]call my own, and...
[Am]Yes I hope I [C]see
[G]The day we all wake up and [E]stop them ships [F]upon the sea, well...
[Am]Halle[Dm]lujah![Am] Let it all just [E5]burn
Cause they [Am]ain't the type for [Dm]listening
And they [Am]sure ain't [E5]ever gunna [Am]learn
You can watch them as they circle
Like them vultures in the sky
Waiting now, just so patiently
For every breathing soul to die
Yes they feed off your blood child
As it flows out of your veins
And I've found what you have lost now
Only what they have gained
Yes I guess I see
They ain't doing nothing hear but living off of you and me, well...
Yes I guess I know
There ain't no place left on this earth that I could call my own, and...
Yes I hope I see
The day we all wake up and stop them ships upon the sea, well...
Hallelujah! Let it all just burn
Cause they ain't the type for listening
And they sure ain't ever gunna learn
You can feel them as they watch you
A thousand nights now filled with pain
I'll just sit back and relax now
As your heart disconnects from your brain
Yes I guess I see
They ain't doing nothing hear but living off of you and me, well...
Yes I guess I know
There ain't no place left on this earth that you could call your own, and...
Yes I hope I see
The day we all wake up and get up off our bended knees, well...
Hallelujah! Let it all just burn
Cause they ain't the type for listening
And they sure ain't ever gunna learn
