A                 G            D  F
It doesn’t matter if we all die
 A                        G         D  F
Ambition in the back of a black car
A                           G            D  F
In a high building there is so much to do
 A                   
Going home time
  G                 D  F
A story on the radio


A                     G   
Something small falls out of your mouth
       D     F
And we laugh
A                           G   
A prayer for something better
  D              
A prayer
              F
For something better


        A                                        
Please love me
        G   
Meet my mother
        D              F
But the fear takes hold
 A                            G
Creeping up the stairs in the dark
                D     F
Waiting for the death blow
 A                    G
Waiting for the death blow
  D                   F
Waiting for the death blow


A                         G                D  F
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
A                    G            D  F
Fighting for freedom on television
A                      G               D  F
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
  A               G  
Have we got everything?
    D                F
She struggles to get away . . .


A
The pain
                 G
And the creeping feeling
  D                       F
A little black haired girl
A
Waiting for Saturday
    G                   D          F
The death of her father pushing her
A                      G               D  F
Pushing her white face into the mirror
A
Aching inside me
    G
And turn me round
D
Just like the old days
F
Just like the old days
A                 G
Just like the old days
D                 F
Just like the old days


A
Caressing an old man
    G                   D    F
And painting a lifeless face
A                        G              D  F
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
A                     G              D    F
The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
A
All shadows and deliverance
G
Under a black flag
   D
A hundred years of blood
F
Crimson
    A
The ribbon tightens round my throat
  G
I open my mouth
       D           F
And my head bursts open
A                    G
A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
D                 F
Thrashing in the water
A
Over and over
   G                 D    F
We die one after the other
A
Over and over
   G                 D    F
We die one after the other
A             G
One after the other
D             F
One after the other
A             G
One after the other
D             F
One after the other


A               G           D  F
It feels like a hundred years
  A
A hundred years
  G
A hundred years
  D
A hundred years
  F
A hundred years
A           G    D  F
One hundred years