Chords for A Speculative Fiction (Propagandhi - Bass Cover)

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_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ [Em] _
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_ [D] _ _ [F#] _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [G] _ [E] _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ Under [C] ivory curtains drawn, Across the forty-night Parable Dale
[E] _ _ _
Pharaoh, seek him, find him, taunt his way _ headstrong
[C] all of our individualities,
and we see what makes them wise.
[E] _ _ _ Traveling by the river,
but the others left inside.
_ _ [C] _ Nowhere to write,
nowhere to hide,
[E] _ _ _ _
before it shows up,
so that's how they play.
[Em] Still a long [D] road,
still a long [C] road,
stretch of wood we can't [D] stay,
stretch of wood [E] we can't stay,
[Em] stuff is all [D] mobile,
the rest of us all [C] belong.
Alone the traveling [D] mates,
that's America [E] of light. _
You stupid fucking little fucks,
we're just not [Am] as smart.
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_ _ [E] And when you face that six-foot cubit [E] sandals,
_ _ a shepherd's sling and foxholes in her hand,
_ a battle of [A] 1812 rinsed in her eyes,
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_ _ _ we don't care what they say,
_ _ _ we'll never conquer Jura, _
_ _ _ we'll take the whole fucking world [Bm] down,
_ _ _ [E] down with us in flames.
[Bm] _ [E] _ _ Just a speck of the [D] fiction,
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ [E] the cars go around,
_ _ _ [F#] we got [E] a good 50 years left,
_ _ _ [Bm] [E] till you're ready to [D] [E] snap.
_ You're all signed West Broadway,
my McLean,
[D] _
[G] I would like to deny your sad childish [E] refrains,
_ it's changed for rather stupid now the times, _
_ but you can have my darling for a good [C] price,
get from my [D] _ [G] cold dead [C] hands.
[Em] _
_ _ [Am] _ [E] Yo!
_ [Gm] _ [E] _
_ Just a speck of the fiction! _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _