Chords for Enter The Haggis-The Litter And The Leaves

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_ _ [A] Another look and the train getting rusty, [F#] breaking down in the gutter with a smile.
[D] It's another [A] case of finding your place, [D] another number showing [F#] what it's [E] made of.
[A] But the sun's weak, the shadows from the concrete [F#] morning comes and it's another day.
[A] [D] But streets have [A] voices, the walls have views, [D] and they're never [E] gonna [A] go away.
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a piece where we can't imagine, [Em] finding [A] a gutter is the place where we will make our stand.
With a smile on my face [D] and a bottle [F#] in my hand, [D]
[A] I'll be in the gutter [E] in the _ [A] morning. _
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_ [E] _ _ _ [A] And here [Em] with the leaves we [F#] tremble, here's [C#] where our memories are made.
_ [D] All the [A] blue life stops in the clothes in the bars, [D] [A] long after the light of [E] day has faded.
[A] Cause we just don't know how to take it, we [F#] feel shady and excited and afraid.
_ [A] [D] While they all shake hands and [A] write our lives in the sand, [D] and forget all [E] of the [A] mess they've made. _ _ _ _
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_ [E] On a piece where we're gonna land, [A] you can find me in the gutter.
Placing the blame on the chain of command.
With a smile [C#m] on my face [D] and a bottle [F#] in my [D] hand, I'll [A] be in the gutter [E] in the [A] morning.
With a smile on my face [D] and a bottle in my hand, you'll [A] find me in the gutter [E] in the _ _
_ [A] morning. _ _ _ _ _
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[D] _ They have been cited, _ they have been [F#] _ [E] indicted.
_ [D] _ We've been _ _ ignited, we'll break until [Em] they bend. _
[A] _ _ We will [D] deny _ [A]
them, this will be [F#m] our [E] anthem.
_ [A] We will _ defy them, till the [E] bitter end. _
The world, when it's in turn, we know it's not that _ simple.
When lies open our eyes, and force us to rise, I rave. _
The world, when truth is [A] small, we [E] know it's not [A] that [E] _ simple.
When the cannons get burned, and [A] we're built on the streets, [E] the city will shake with the [A] sound. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ And we'll sing our gutter anthem till the day [F#m] we [A] die.
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_ [D] Life _ _ [A] goes on, _ _ [F#m] the [E] city [D] fades away.
_ [Bm] And you can't see [F#m] the _ fireworks [C#] by the light of [D] day.
_ [E] _ [F#m] _ We're [B] not on the [A] payroll, _ _ [C#m] we're just [A] getting [D] by.
But we'll sing our [A] gutter anthem [E] _ [F#m] till we _ [E] die, [D] die, die. _
[Bm] We'll sing our gutter [E] anthem _
[A] till [D] we die.
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