Tom: G
Introdução:
Gm
There was a knockin' at my door
Cm Gm
It's the dreaded landlord
Cm Gm Dm Gm
He wants his rent and wants it now, he is careless how
Eb Bb Cm Dm Cm
He left us in a vacant daze, asking how we got here.
Gm Dm Am Gm
And we retired to slumber but, the glasses never were rinsed.
Gm
There was a tappin' on my back
Cm Gm
It's the dreaded foreman
Cm Gm Dm Gm
I think I see a smile through his teeth and his cigar
Eb Bb Cm Dm Cm
He put my hands to work otherwise do nothin'
Gm Dm Am Gm
And I made a thousand things today, I'm sure I'll never use.
Gm
There was a ringin' on my phone
Cm Gm Dm Gm
I picked it up to answer, they said they were my comrade.
Eb Bb
But they couldn't say my name
Eb Bb
So I asked them about the sun and moon
Cm Dm Cm
And what their thoughts on time were
Gm Dm Am Gm
They hung it up in madness and went on to punch the clock
Cm Gm
And somewhere there's a sound of someone singing
Dm Gm
I got an invitation once to liberty
Eb Gm
They had a mischief brew but, not goblets were used
Am Bb Am
Besting rum or porter 'tis a liquor never brewed.
Never brewed...
Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm Dm Gm
Na na na...
Gm
There was a knockin' at my door
Cm Gm
It's the dreaded policemen
Dm Gm
He had a ticket to enter signed by fools of Sanford laws
Eb Bb Cm Dm Cm
And he questioned me on politics and scored my generation
Gm Dm Am Gm
For not respecting elders and lands authority
Gm
When the landlord came to knock,
Cm Gm
I said "Come back tomorrow
Cm Gm Bb
There's more life I'll be living than just slaving for your wage
Eb Bb
And to the troop and foreman.
Eb Bb Am
Make yourself the things I don't use.
Gm Dm Am Gm
For I'm off into the forest for a liquor never brewed!"
Cm Gm
And somewhere there's a sound of someone singing
Dm Gm
I got an invitation once to liberty
Eb Gm
They had a mischief brew but, not goblets were used
Am Bb Am
Besting rum or porter 'tis a liquor never brewed.