Intro: B E

Bm
Disgusting speed,
B
For every word a dirty deed,
B
And so they say,
B
Take a week or month,
B
But you need more than a day.
B            E
For it to go away,
B
But it couldn't be,
Bm      B     E
What it never was.

Bm     B
No war was waged,
B
a year in silence,
B
No penance paid.
B
With a dirty tongue,
B
Something wicked's bound, 
B
To this way come.

B
Then we'll see,
B
If we both have to crawl from the bottom
B
It's there we meet.
B
Eye to eye and bent on some bedlam.

Instrumental: B Abm B E B

Bm        B
The coast was clear,
Bm      B      Abm   B
Turned out to be a cynic's year.
B
With a dirty tongue,
B
Something wicked's bound,
B
To this way come.