D           D
One by one  The stars grow dim
                    F#
And fall out of the sky
E
And we gather round our shiny screens

To say the last goodbye
D.           D
In communion with a bunch of folks
D                     F#
That we don't know or see
E
In the hope that we might feel something

In place of empathy
D
And so it goes
E                A
Sure gonna miss them
G     G/F#                  E              F#             B
Is it wrong to cling to the past when life comes at you so fast?
G    G/F#        E               A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters
G   G/F#        E                D              B      A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters

[Verse 2]

D                  D
Lies ride in style on a big red bus
                    F#
While you walk into town
E
And surrogates keep their cap locks on
D
To shout each other down
D                   D
And the levies that protected truth
                       F#
Can no longer hold the flood
E
And expertise and experience

Get trampled in the mud
D
And so it goes
E                 A
Guess they had it coming
G     G/F#                  E              
Now there's nothing that you can do
F#             B
To convince them that it's true
G    G/F#        E               A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters
G   G/F#        E                D              B      A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters

[Verse 3]
D                  D
It's over now, you've lost, my friend
                   F#
"Move on, just let it go"
E
Says a man who flies a confederate flag

On his profile just for show
D                        D
And when he hears someone point out that things
                  F#
Are much too male and white
E
Well, he eases of the safety catch

On his second amendment rights
D
And so it goes
E               A
And the kids are alt-right
G     G/F#                  E     
Giving license to all this hate
F#             B
Is gonna make our country great
G    G/F#        E               A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters
G   G/F#        E                D              B      A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters

[Verse 4]

D                D
In this constant state of what the heck
                F#
Just happened, you feel woke
E
But through it all you treat it like

It's just some kind of joke
D                D                           F#
And in the end, the greatest threat faced by democracy
E
Isn't fascism or fanaticism

But our own complacency
D
And so it goes
E.       A
Best pay attention
G     G/F#                  E     
For there's simply no guarantee
F#             B
Of a happy ending to history
G    G/F#        E               A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters
G   G/F#        E                D              B      A
And the sleep of reason produces monsters