Key: G#m
Introduction:
G#m F# E
Drink from the leche of sirens
G#m F# E
Summon the sailors in town
G#m F# E B
Strangle the fear of deciding
G#m D# G#m
Which ones deserving to drown
G#m D#
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
F# F C#
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
G#m D#
All of our sisters were killed and abused
F# C#
By sword-swinging men who would always accuse
G#m D#
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
F# D#m C#
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Em D#m
Tired of silence and being polite
C# C#m D#7
Your legs turn to shimmering scales in the night
G#m F# E7M E
Drink from the leche of sirens
G#m F# E D#
Summon the sailors in town
G#m F# E B
Strangle the fear of deciding
G#m D# G#m
Which ones deserving to drown
C#m
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown
G#m
Let them drown
G D#m
Let them drown
F# Fm C#
Let them drown
G#m D#7
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
D#m C#
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
G#m D# D#7
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
D#m C#
Belittle the power of the feminine hand
G#m D#
The milk from the rivers of every moon
F# D#m C#
Cradle you tight like you&rsquo re back in the womb
Em C#m D# D#m
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
C#m D#7
Celestial dip all that ego and pride
G#m F# E7M E
Drink from the leche of sirens
G#m F# E
Summon the sailors in town
G#m F# E B
Strangle the fear of deciding
G#m D# G#m
Which ones deserving to drown
G#m
Let them drown
G D#m
Let them drown
F# Fm C#
Let them drown
D# E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
G D# G#m
It's fun when shit hits the fan
D# E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D# G#m
Cut 'em off, leave waters red
D# E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
D# G#m
It&rsquo s fun when shit hits the fan
D# E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D# G#m
Cut 'em off, leave water's red
D# E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
D# G#m
It's fun when shit hits the fan
D# E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D# G#m
Cut 'em off, leave water's red
D# E
Nothing wrong with a little havoc
D# G#m
It's fun when shit hits the fan
D# E
So guillotine their heads by shouting
D# G#m
Cut 'em off, leave water&rsquo s red