My God And Your God

G Here's to the god of false fresh starts Who's worshipers can be found wherever you are D C G With a fresh (gym card) and a bear claw in each hand G Raise up your glass to the saint of life's causes He's had His eye on me since I started walking D C G He gave me my first title which said "I'm free to a good home" C G But my God and your God they don't get along D As miserable apart as they were as one C G Oh, my God and your God they don't get along D Chashing each other like the moon chase the sun G Here's to the lady I won't say her name The moment I do it mean she won't come again D | G | G D | But a roll of the dice could mean a change in all our stories G Throw a penny in the jar to my old (bout with death) Welcomed by some, terrifies all the rest D C G But a couple of whiskies in (you see, he's a right proper gent) C G But my God and your God they don't get along D As miserable apart as they were as one C G Oh, my God and your God they don't get along D Chashing each other like the moon chase the sun C G My God and your God they're one in the same D Just hurting themselves to see if the other feels the pain C G My God and your God, oh things will never change D G Chasing each other to the end of our days (Strum following chords once and let ring) G Give a smile and a towel to those wet born again's Bm Wash away regret to hold their won't's in again C D Em I must admit to myself I find the constant quite appealing. (Resume patterned strumming) G Give one day a week to the god of song and drink Bm If one's not enough then give more if you can C D G Cause this world's kinda rough and we could all use a soul vacation C G But my God and your God they don't get along D As miserable apart as they were as one C G Oh, my God and your God they don't get along D Chashing each other like the moon chase the sun C G Oh my God and your God they're one in the same D Just hurting themselves to see if the other feels the pain C G Oh my God and your God oh things will never change D Chasing each other till the end of our days C G My God and your God just fuck everything D Dm D Bring temples to the ground to see the other not win C G My God and your God were once in love D | G | G C | G (Single Strum)| So disfigured, just look what they've become