Tom: D
Introdução:
F F7+ F7 F Bb F/A Gm Abº7 Gm(Gm7)
verse 1
F Dm Eb Gm(Gm7)
Has commentary been more lucid than anybody else?
Am F7
And had he successively beaten back the rising tide
Dm
Of idiots, dilettantes, and fools
Abº7 Gm
On his watch while he was alive
F Abº7 Db Dm
Lord, just a little more time
F F7+ F7 F
Oh, in no time at all
Bb F/A Gm
This'll be the distant past
G7 Gm(Gm7)
Ooh
verse 2
F Dm Eb Gm(Gm7)
So says the dying man once I'm in the box
F Dm Eb Gm(Gm7)
Just think of all the overrated hacks running amok
Am F7
And all of the pretentious, ignorant voices that will go unchecked
Dm
The homophobes, hipsters, and 1%
Abº7 Gm
The false feminists he'd managed to detect
F Abº7 Db Dm
Oh, who will critique them once he's left?
F F7+ F7 F
Oh, in no time at all
Bb F/A C
This'll be the distant past
Bridge
Ab C F Bb
What he'd give for one more day to rate and analyze
Gm C F Bb
The world made in his image as of yet to realize
Dm Gm C
What a mess to leave behind
verse 3
F Dm Eb Gm(Gm7)
Eventually the dying man takes his final breath
F Dm Eb Gm(Gm7)
But first checks his news feed to see what he's 'bout to miss
Am F7
And it occurs to him a little late in the game
Dm
We leave as clueless as we came
Abº7 Gm
From rented heavens to the shadows in the cave
F Abº7 Db Dm
We'll all be wrong someday
Outro
Bb F/A Gm(Gm7)