C G Am
Pray betray the deceased,
E F
such an infamous freedom, such a militant peace
C G C
How dare they distrust, do they know who we are
G Am
And Your progeny's brave,
E F
their tract houses waiting, pre-plucked and pre-paved
C G
To the ends of the Earth, wife, kids and a car
Am G
But oh no, no, I see them falling
F C F C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain
G F
And all your children are reared by panic and fear
Am G
But what when all your fields are rotten,
F C F C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain
G F C
And your word is yet done: Inbreed us 'till we're all the same
C G Am
And Your collection of tongues,
E F
you keep framed in your parlour, with your bibles and guns,
C G C
the fetus of Christ with a fistful of scars.
G Am
And your vision is clear,
E F
while you blind your own kind in a curtain of fear,
C G
your words twisted skywards distracted by stars.
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Am G
But oh, no, no, the sky is falling.
F C F C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain.
G F
And you pour out your prayers and weep 'cause you care.
Am G
But what when all your fields are rotten,
F C F C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain?
G F C
And you hide the dead while my friends head to die in your name.
C G Am
And This playground is yours
E F
spoke God when you met, behind closed doors.
C G C
Gesture your hand and the pawns shall subside
G Am
And though you play alone,
E F
you never get lonely, you never get bored.
C G
Who needs a friend when God's on your side?
Am G
But oh, no, no, I see them falling.
F C F C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain.
G F
And even I can't pretend we're not near the end.
Am G
But what when all your fields are rotten,
F C F C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain?
G F C
When your days are done, I hope you've had fun with your game.
C G Am
And you accepted as fact:
E F
Behold a white horse, with you on it's back,
C G C
a bow in your hand, a crown through your hair.
G Am
And the oceans shall rise
E F
and slap on the shores of mountainsides.
C G
Great waves of progress shall wet the air.
Am G
But oh, no, no, the sky is falling.
F C F C
Let's all pray for rain, Let's all pray for rain.
G F
And you fools in the back with your heads in your hats,
Am G
But what when all your fields are rotten,
F C F C
your waves of grain, amber waves of grain?
G F C
And my words won't be done, they'll never be done 'till the end.
