Cifras
Mourning In Amerika

Tom: D

Introdução: D    

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                                                                                     D  
We stay up to carry the flame
D  
And when it's all said and done
In these alternate endings
             G  
When nothing is love
But the stragglers and empties
                A  
We're sleeping it off
                                                                                                D  
Just to wake up and start it again
Bm  
So burn the statues to the ground
Gm  
Start to lay your weapons down
D  
Bound for glory on this street
A  
But there's a bridge up overhead
Bm  
Noise cancel, drown the signal out
Gm  
Change channels, manufactured doubt
D  
When the only thing we'll fight for every day
A  
Is a better seat on a crashing...
Gm *
                                D                                                                                      G  
And now it's morning in the streets of Amerika
Em                                            A  
But we don't go outside anymore
D                                                                 G  
The radio blasts hysteria
Em                                                                         A                                    D  
While the television's sideways on the floor
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D  
Under moonlit skies and surveillance
G  
As we cheer from the stands in the stadiums
A                                                                                                              D    A  
On a jumbotron we all sing along to escape
Bm  
Once we were the lighthouse
Gm  
To the world's most desperate ships
                                  D  
But what we became was a towering flame
                                  A  
Leading the moth right into it
                             Gm *                                      A *                             *slap *
                                D                                                                            G  
'Cause it's morning in the streets of Amerika
          Em                                      A  
And we don't go outside anymore
          D                                                      G  
The radio blasts hysteria
          Em                                                              A                                            Bm  
While the television's sideways... on the floor
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                        Bm                                            Gm  
With a teleprompter in our faces
                                                                                                        D  
Yeah, we don't even know what we're saying
                                                  A  
Car that's slowly crashing
                                                     Bm  
And we can't    look away
                                                                          Gm  
Parading to the edge of the cliff now
                                                                                                             D  
We're trying to figure out how to get down
                                                                        A  
While the night is fast approaching
                          Gm *                                    Bm *                                                    A *
  D                                                                 G  
Morning in the streets of Amerika
  Em                                                    A  
But we don't go outside anymore
  D                                                                 G  
There's something wrong with the stereo
  Em                                              A  
And the television's sideways
     D                                                                                    G  
We're mourning in the streets of Amerika
     D                                                                 G  
Mourning in the streets of Amerika
        D                                                              G  
We're mourning in the streets of Amerika
        D *                                                            G *