Dm
If there's a god
Do you think he's looking down, curled up on his couch right now?
As we fail to figure it out, does he turn down the sound?
Is he proud? Are we proud?
Am
Guess we forgot how to live a life with no filter
C
Making boring people famous
Let's pretend they're fascinating
Dm
Let's tell little girls that pretty girls are better
Or that pigment or religion really matters
GmAm
We're in some trouble
C
Mr. Maker, don't turn away from your screen
DDm
At least the bubble that we've created could make for some good TV
F
Oh, Mr Man Upstairs
AmC
I know you're tuning in up there, way up there
G
Would you care to answer my question?
F
Oh, the land of poor taste
AmC
The spectacle of cut and paste that we've made
GAm
Would you say, please say it was worth the seven days
Am
Does he hang his head at all the greed that we possess?
C
As the anti-social media perpetuates the mess
Dm
Maybe it's a test, maybe he's upset by the loose ends
Stressed like the rest of us, it happens to the best of us
Am
God, or is it Mr G to me?
C
I hope that through the static, you'll show us the clarity
Dm
'Cause it's hard to find the silver lining in the bittersweet
Wonder if you're praying for us 'fore you go to sleep
Do you sleep in peace?
GmAm
'Cause we're in some trouble
C
Mr. Maker, but don't turn away from your screen
DDm
At least the bubble that we've created has made for damn good TV
F
Oh, Mr Man Upstairs
AmC
I know you're tuning in up there, way up there
G
Would you care to answer my question?
F
Oh, the land of poor taste
AmC
The spectacle of cut and paste that we've made
GAm
Would you say, please say it was worth the seven days
DmF
Don't touch the remote, we'll be back in a moment
E
We are not hopeless, we are just coping
Am
The mayhem is rolling, but it ain't showbiz
F
Reality's potent, chaotic, I know it
DmE
But we're growing, have some hope in us
E7
And were we worth all the time you gave up?
F
Oh, Mr Man Upstairs
AmC
I know you're tuning in up there, way up there
G
Would you care to answer my question?
F
Oh, the land of poor taste
AmC
The spectacle of cut and paste that we've made
GF
Would you say, please say it was worth the seven days
AmCG
Yeah, oh, oh
( FAmCG )