Am Em Dm Unconscious of echoing tragedy Am Em Dm We line up to join the parade Am Em Dm But our elbows are stuck in the mud again Am Em Dm And our houses have all flown away Am E There's a song that we've thrown from corpse to corpse Am E In the fleshes that we carry with us Am E It's written in caches of serpentine (who do you turn to?) Am E In tunnels and grey pigeons nests (who do you turn to?) Am C F D Treads of the tank searchlight the street Am C F D Scratched of the lists ash and the heat Am C F D Throwing the kitchen knives off of the roof Am C But when they look up to the house-tops F D there's no one to shoot Am C F D Treads of the tank searchlight the street Am C F D Scratched of the lists ash and the heat Am C F D But we broke through the curfew and into the street Am C F D If you let them take anything they'll take everything Am Em Dm They laughed when my aunt won the lottery Am Em Dm They laughed when the cattle cars came Am Em Dm They shot me for stealing a crust of bread Am Em Dm But they gave me a loaf when I begged Am E There's a song that we've thrown from corpse to corpse Am E In the fleshes that we carry with us Am E It's written in caches of serpentine (who do you turn to?) Am E In tunnels and grey pigeons nests (who do you turn to?) Am C F D Treads of the tank searchlight the street Am C F D Scratched of the lists ash and the heat Am C F D Throwing the kitchen knives off of the roof Am C But when they look up to the house-tops F D there's no one to shoot Am C F D Treads of the tank searchlight the street Am C F D Scratched of the lists ash and the heat Am C F D But we broke through the curfew and into the street Am C F D If you let them take anything they'll take everything