C           Em
God would weep if he existed
                                        F
And he saw what man can do to man, he'd think that we were twisted
      Am                 G
His unblinking eye would blink and then
     C                                 Em
He'd say not in my name you don't, you stupid little men
          F                            Am             G
With your arrogance and ignorance, you do it time and time again


[Chorus]
F Am C               G              F          Am           C            G
I,   must be getting old, there's a fire and a fury, driven deep into my soul
         F                 Am               G                 Am    C    G        C
It's the helplessness that comes from being under your control, and everything is broken


[Verse 2]
C                     Em
 Five million cameras stare at us, you treat us like we're fools
    F                             Am                 G
Our privacy is meaningless, we're suffocating by ten thousand rules
     C                            Em
This Kingdom's not united, just a complicated mess
          F                                            Am                     G
Are we in Europe, half in Europe, not in Europe, we're soulless, spineless, directionless


[Chorus]
F Am C               G              F          Am           C            G
I,   must be getting old, there's a fire and a fury, driven deep into my soul
         F                 Am               G                 Am    C    G        C
It's the helplessness that comes from being under your control, and everything is broken


[Bridge]
C Em          F Am
    Stylophone!
    C    G        D#m   A#
And everything is broken


[Instrumental]
Dm F
D#m A# Dm F
D#m A# D#m A#


[Verse 3]
    C                                 Em
Why send our young men out to die, in wars that we don't understand
F                                      Am                 G
Why on earth should we be meddling, in places like Afghanistan
    C                                   Em
The price is much too high, in terms of money or our precious men
     F                           Am           G
Your reasons are mysterious, and quite beyond Ken


[Chorus]
F Am C               G              F          Am           C            G
I,   must be getting old, there's a fire and a fury, driven deep into my soul
         F                 Am         G             Am        C    G        C
It's the helplessness that comes, you even sold our gold, and everything is broken