Easter Chords by Jefferson Airplane

[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Bowling over groves on Pope Paul's talking _ house.
A priest stalking rivers of flames. _ _ _
He rides chauffeurs through the streets instead of walking.
_ [Ab] _
Underneath holy stories. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ All I did last season, all I did is taste some eggs.
It was a resurrection holy day.
_ _ [Ab] _ _ No more nailing [Cm] it. _ _ _
_ _ _ Only one holy book in your hand.
Singing like nobody understood.
Taking away first aid with it. _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ Ah, stupid Christian. _
_ [Cm] Isn't it rare? _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ Is this the [Eb] reason for this name?
[Bb] Do you have a little something holy?
[Eb] That keeps lives from being ruined?
[Ab] Something about a magic, [Eb] sacred, _ [Dm] calm [Cm] thing? _ _ _ _ _
_ Inept.
You're holy and humble on your knees.
But isn't it funny when you try and run away?
Oh, taking all of your money. _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ He's _ a _ [Cm] _ [Eb] slave.
_ [Cm] Slave to God.
_ _ A man of peace, God, and a hundred words.
He keeps murdering people in his Christian name.
I thought he, [D] I thought he, [Ab] could have sworn he.
_ [Cm] _ _ [Ab] But he said, _ _ _ could have sworn he [Cm] said he wanted in.
So do you, have you been?
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ All [Cm] I did, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ all [C] I'm gonna do this Easter, I'm just gonna eat some eggs.
[Cm] _
Resurrecting Holy Day.
_ _ _ [Ab] But no more living _ _ _ the [Cm] Holy Day.
_ _ [Ab] No more praying.
No more praying.
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _