Dm
I think we did it this time
                                          Dm
There’s something in the air inside the star shine
                                           F
There’s something in the air we’ll never know
       C        A       Dm
I can feel it take hold

Infected

                         Dm
They're calling on the landlines
                                     Dm
The senators are standing on the shorelines
                                     F
The warning lights are burning all aglow
        C        A      Dm
Now we reap what we sow

Infected


[Chorus]
         Dm    F
We do it one by one
           C           G
Put your hands up and run
          Dm  F          C  G
We're addicted to the panic
        Dm     F           C         G
And we hate the way this world has become
            Dm      F          C   G
But there ain’t no cure for it
          Bb                 G Gm
We’ve been infected, infected
Dm                F
Infected, infected
Bb                G  Gm
Infected, infected
Dm
Infected, infected



[Verse 2]
                              Dm
Here's a challenge for all mankind
                                     Dm
The preacher man is warning of the end times
                                     F
The weatherman agrees but he don't know
       C        Am
So he's got to go now


[Chorus]
         Dm    F
We do it one by one
           C           G
Put your hands up and run
         Dm    F         C   G
We're addicted to the panic
        Dm      F         C          G
And we hate the way this world has become
           Dm     F          C    G
But there ain’t no cure for it
            Bb              Gm
We’ve been infected, infected
Dm               F
Infected, infected
Bb                Gm
Infected, infected
Dm
Infected, infected


[Bridge]
 Bb                 Gm
One if by land and two if by sea
  Dm                      F
Maybe it's both and we'll all get lucky
 Bb                  Gm
Go to the end, man. Don't quit on me
 Dm
Get what you wanted
 N.C.
Anarchy


[Chorus]
Dm
One by one
          C            G
Put your hands up and run
       Dm    F         C    Gm
We're addicted to the panic
        Dm     F           C         G
And we hate the way this world has become
           Dm       F         C  G
But there ain’t no cure for it
          Bb                  Gm
We’ve been infected, infected
Dm                 F
Infected, infected
Bb                 Gm
Infected, infected
Dm
Infected, infected