We Are The Dead

we are the dead from diamond dogs Intro : Gm A# F Gm A# F Gm A# F something kind of hit me today , i looked at you and Dm D D# A# wondered if you saw things my way F D Gm people will hold us to blame Gm7 D# C F it hit me today , it hit me today Gm A# F we’re taking it hard all the time Dm D D# A# why don’t we pass it by , just reply you’ve changed your mind F D Gm we’re fighting with the eyes of the blind Gm7 D# C F D# Dm A# taking it hard , taking it hard , yet now G# F# F C we feel that we are paper , choking on you nightly A# G# F# F they tell me son , we want you , be elusive , but don’t walk far C A# G# F# for we’re breaking in the new boys , deceive your next of kin F C A# G# for you’re dancing where the dogs decay , defecating ecstasy F# F you’re just an ally of the leecher C A# G# F# locator for the virgin king , but i love you in your fxxk me pumps F C and your nimble dress that trails A# G# F# F oh , dress yourself , my urchin one , for i hear them on the rails C A# G# because of all we’ve seen , because of all we’ve said F# D C D C we are the dead Gm A# F one thing kind of touched me today Dm D D# A# i looked at you and counted all the times we had laid F D Gm pressing our love through the night Gm7 D# C F knowing it’s right , knowing it’s right Gm A# F now i’m hoping some one will care Dm D D# A# living on the breath of a hope to be shared F D Gm trusting on the sons of our love Gm7 D# C F D# Dm A# that someone will care , someone will care , but now G# F# F C we’re today’s scrambled creatures , locked in tomorrow’s double feature A# G# F# F heaven’s on the pillow , its silence competes with hell C A# G# F# it’s a twenty four hour service , guaranteed to make you tell F C and the streets are full of press men A# G# bent on getting hung and buried F# F C A# and the legendary curtains are drawn round baby bankrupt G# F# who sucks you while you’re sleeping F C it’s the theater of financiers A# G# count them , fifty round a table F# F white and dressed to kill C A# oh caress yourself , my juicy G# F# for my hands have all but withered F C A# G# oh dress yourself my urchin one , for i hear them on the stairs F# F because of all we’ve seen C A# because of all we’ve said D C D we are the dead C D C D we are the dead C D C D C we are the dead Outro : Gm A# F