Verse
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that shopkeeper peddling his wares
B Cm B Cm
Shouting his sales pitch, but nobody cares
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Don’t you wonder what keeps him there, day after day,
B Cm B Cm
Begging for gold as his hair turns to gray?
Interlude
Bb Fm
Ebm Db B
Blindly they’re bounding apace;
Ebm Db B
Starving for mercy in a merciless place
Bbm Abm Eb
Only a fool would make martyrs from heathens
Bbm Abm Eb
And find them so lively when they’re barely breathing
Abm7 Eb
Just barely breathing…
Interlude
Ab Fm Ab Fm B Cm
Verse
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that toymaker grinding his gears
B Cm B Cm
Turning no profit but he doesn’t care
Ab Fm Ab Fm
He keeps smiles on faces and, day after day,
B Cm B Cm
The children keep sadness and suffering at bay
Interlude
Bb Fm
Ebm Db B
Blissfully bounding apace
Ebm Db B
Searching for mercy in a merciless place
Bbm Abm Eb
Only a monster makes fodder from saints
Bbm Abm Eb
And finds them so worthless when they’re full of grace
Abm7 Eb
So full of grace…
Bridge
B
But what better use of hookers and thieves
Db Bbm
Than greasing the wheels of perfect machines that hum into life a harmony of industry
Abm7
But what is the use of cutting them down;
Abm7
To smother and choke the souls of our town?
Eb
I know there is another way…
Duet {listen for the exact chord changes}
B
But, what is so wrong with giving them purpose?
(Just how could you weed them out?)
(Degrading them without a doubt)
Db
A man like yourself could give worth to the worthless
(You’re bleeding them dry)
Bbm Abm7
(They live and die like you and I…)
Abm7
Without the guidance of rulers and tyrants
(… and under your guidance; the hands of a tyrant)
B Eb
These people will just tear themselves apart
(They’ll just tear themselves apart)
Verse
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that charlatan steeped in deceit
B Cm B Cm
A threat to the young; to the old and the meek
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Don’t you wonder what made him so vicious; so sick
B Cm
So far out of balance;
B Cm
So cruel and so callous;
B Cm
So married to malice?