David Bowie – We Are The Dead chords

WE ARE THE DEAD from Diamond Dogs 

INTRO:  Gm  Bb  F
        Gm  Bb  F

Gm Bb FSomething kind of hit me today, I looked at you and
Dm D Eb BbWondered if you saw things my way
F D Gm People will hold us to blame
Gm7 Eb C FIt hit me today, it hit me today
Gm Bb FWe're taking it hard all the time
Dm D Eb BbWhy don't we pass it by, just reply you've changed your mind
F D GmWe're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Gm7 Eb C F Eb Dm BbTaking it hard, taking it hard, yet now
Ab Gb F CWe feel that we are paper, choking on you nightly
Bb Ab Gb FThey tell me son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far
C Bb Ab GbFor we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin
F C Bb AbFor you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy
Gb FYou're just an ally of the leecher
C Bb Ab GbLocator for the virgin King, but I love you in your fuck me pumps
F CAnd your nimble dress that trails
Bb Ab Gb FOh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails
C Bb AbBecause of all we've seen, because of all we've said
Gb D C D CWe are the dead
Gm Bb FOne thing kind of touched me today
Dm D Eb BbI looked at you and counted all the times we had laid
F D GmPressing our love through the night
Gm7 Eb C FKnowing it's right, knowing it's right
Gm Bb FNow I'm hoping some one will care
Dm D Eb BbLiving on the breath of a hope to be shared
F D GmTrusting on the sons of our love
Gm7 Eb C F Eb Dm BbThat someone will care, someone will care, but now
Ab Gb F CWe're today's scrambled creatures, locked in tomorrow's double feature
Bb Ab Gb FHeaven's on the pillow, its silence competes with hell
C Bb Ab GbIt's a twenty four hour service, guaranteed to make you tell
F CAnd the streets are full of press men
Bb AbBent on getting hung and buried
Gb F C BbAnd the legendary curtains are drawn round Baby Bankrupt
Ab GbWho sucks you while you're sleeping
F CIt's the theater of financiers
Bb AbCount them, fifty round a table
Gb FWhite and dressed to kill
C BbOh caress yourself, my juicy
Ab GbFor my hands have all but withered
F C Bb AbOh dress yourself my urchin one, for I hear them on the stairs
Gb FBecause of all we've seen
C BbBecause of all we've said
D C DWe are the dead
C D C DWe are the dead
C D C D CWe are the dead
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