Thoushaltnot – New Year chords

Note: This is just what works for me on the accoustic.

Jinx (endless_text@yahoo.fr)

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Em          CIt's a new year
                 GIn an old house
                             DWith more technology you'll never understand
Em                   CBreak out your typewriter
                      GWith your thees and thous
                              DSmearing old words with your old hands
Am                   CYou'll call me Cassandra
                     GI'll call you King James
                               DAnd all we write is true. And all of it insane
Am                        C                            GBut the changing of the seasons will forever stay the same
     DYou say


       EmThe infantry's retreating
           CLike they knew how this would end
         GDid you hear the Germans lost the war?
       AmI bet they could use a friend
       DRight now supper's getting cold
       CRight now God is growing old
       DRight now dialect is evolving
COutside this house
            EmOr so I'm told

It's a real fear
For you and me
Burning clothing just to keep the winter warm
My fingers trace the gumline
Of a skeleton key
Not caring whether it could open up the door
The faces at the window
Are children in the womb
Black-eyed and still
But growing every day
You'll die on the outside
Or die in this room
Either way

Our infancy's receding
We're a heartbeat from the end
Did you hear the madmen lost the war?
I bet they could use a friend
Right now supper's getting cold
Right now God is growing old
Right now dialect is evolving
Outside this house
Or so I'm told

Am                 CWe're stockpiling warheads
                    GWe're stuck in the past
                      DDeath is art Truth is beauty
                         AmAnd the first shall be last
                  C                    GYou'll call me Athena, I'll call you Monet
                            D                    AmWhen the world is falling down crumbling like clay
We're hiding in caverns
Forgetting our names
We dissolve in our mythology
Like blood in the rain
You'll call me the lion
I'll call you the lamb
I am lost in all you are
You're alive for what I am