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American Soil - Ezra Furman

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Primeiro acorde: F# 5 acordes identificados
F#
 
[Verse 1]
F#
There's something in the water
B F#
Something sick in the blood and the oil
 
See the white chicken grinning
B F#
See the serpent in a horrible coil
 
[Pre-Chorus]
B
Don't be scared by the stares
 
Of the peasants on the subway car
F# E
Because the way things seem in a dream
B F#
Is just the way that they are
 
[Chorus]
C# B
When I can feel God taking his eyes off you
G# B F#
You were born for American soil
B F# B
Oh yes
 
[Verse 2]
F#
Every race has its place
B F#
Every nation fights for species survival
 
I'm a Jew through and through
B F#
And I'm about to write you a Bible
 
[Pre-Chorus]
B
Now let me take your hand and show you through
 
The twisted hallways of the house of song
F#
We got the magazine wallpaper
E B F#
And the million dollar bills on the lawn
 
[Chorus]
C# B
Oh and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
G# B F#
We were born for American soil
B F# B F#
Oh, oh, oh, whoo
 
[Verse 3]
F#
You don't have to be clever
B F#
To detect a big American sadness
 
When the population rules
B F#
Every man has his hand in the madness
 
[Pre-Chorus]
B
Well, there's a dead grove of trees
 
You can visit on the outside of town
F#
And there's a digital dust
E B F#
Inside the cemetery settling down
 
[Chorus]
C# B
Whoo, and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
G# B F#
We were born for American soil
B F# B
Ahh
 
[Verse 4]
F#
Well, now we have seen every baby
B F#
Has to have some kinda mother and father
F#
But the child's gone wild
B F#
And the pieces got away from the author
 
[Pre-Chorus]
B
Well, if freedom isn't free
 
All the bills must just be lost in the mail
F#
All the highways are on fire
E B F#
And the serpent is now eating his tail
 
[Chorus]
C# B
And we can feel God taking his eyes off us
G# B F#
We were born for American soil
B F# B F# B F#
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, whoo
 
[Outro]
B

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