Intro: G
Verse
G G C G
Looks like the monsoons are coming to ruin the 4th of July.
G G D
It always ends up exactly like this every year at exactly this time.
G G C G
I went outside, took down the flag, reduced it to rags, and engulfed it in fire.
D D G
Only a nation under manipulation could swallow the lies.
G
I’m out of line.
G
I’m out of line.
C G
I’d better get my ass back in the line.
D D G
Only a country filled with idiot people could swallow the lies.
Insrtumental: G C G D G
Verse
G G C G
Looks like a snowstorm is brewing to ruin our Christmas again.
G G D
It always ends up exactly like this every time that I get off the plane.
G G C G
I hate religion, but I don’t blame the stories: It’s the folks who believe I despise.
D G
Only a world so desperate for meaning could swallow the lies.
G
I’m out of line.
G
I’m out of line.
C G
I’d better get my ass back in the line.
D D G
Only a fool filled with half-baked ideas could swallow the lies.
G
I’m out of line.
G
I’m out of line.
C G
I’d better get my ass back in the line.
D D G
Only a fool filled with half-baked ideas could swallow the lies.