Chords for Lofofora - Nouveau monde.wmv

_ [G] Everybody came here as free people.
It's only the African-American man and woman and child
that came to the United States of America as [Abm] slaves. _ _ _ _ _
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We are _ _ _ here _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
to fight _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ for our rights.
[C] We are here to fight for our rights.
We are here to fight for our rights.
We are here to fight for our rights.
We are here to fight for our rights.
We [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ are _ here _
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[Db] to fight _ _ _ _ _ for our [Gb] rights.
USA!
_ [G] _ USA!
_ _ _ USA! _ _
USA!
_ [Abm] Thank you.
Even in art, there is a way of behaving
in the face of the planet.
This is a country built from a genocide
by slaves, but still lucid.
What are the first victims?
The dictatorship.
[Ab] But what is the example in this parody?
Democracy.
I am told that there is a lot of blood,
but let's see, it's cold blood.
There is a lot of rest.
No idea when the niggers are loved.
But since the beginning of the 20th century,
we have been doing the exercise for a few years.
The fascism, the [Abm] reductionist society.
Sometimes on TV, some of them succeed.
Bill Cosby and the niggers are the best. _
Uncle Sam is also [D] the best.
Don't worry.
[Ab] _ _
Be happy.
[D] Don't worry. _ _ _
[A] Be [Gb] happy.
Don't [Dm] _ [Ab] worry. Don't worry.
Be [D] happy.
_ [Ab] Don't worry.
Be happy.
The [Eb] black man, the last hope
in the world, the human blood, [Abm] his story.
Hey, how do you get through?
[Ab] _
The frozen, the scratches
on the skin, the suffering of the one day.
The force of the accountant,
the [Abm] poverty of the voice, the pain of the pain.
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
All your questions, the racial and sexual.
Number one, if you are [Db] not theirs. USA!
USA!
USA!
_ _ USA!
_ _ USA!
[Gb] _ USA!
[Db] _ _ _ USA!
[F] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Db] _ _ USA!
_ [Eb] _ USA!
[Ab] _ _ USA!
_ _ USA!
[Db] _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ [Ab] I need to cover.
Just call.
People _
[Eb] _ _ [Ab] love me.
The American intelligence comes in a holster.
When the US attacks, we will stab.
State, totalitarian, the dictator of virtue.
We leave, otherwise we would do the things we kill.
But if we hear that,
it's surely a communist.
We don't give way to the beggars.
There is no room for the poor.
[Eb] The only choice of the expatriates [Abm] is the cuckoo.
It's because they eat, [N] poor you can't.
While we only go to the tanks of the buses of [Ab] their planks.
Enemies [Abm] of the coalition.
Association of the enemies of the nation.
We will do for love the suffering.
We will give [G]
the flagrant proof.
USA!
USA! _ _
[Db] USA!
_ USA!
[G] _ USA!
USA!
_ _ _ _ USA!
[Eb] _ _ [Db] USA!
_ _ USA!
[D] _ _ [Abm] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ USA!
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_ _ _ It's the land where love is dying. USA!
It's the land where love is _ _ dying.
USA!
_ _ _ It's the land where love is dying. _ _
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_ _ USA! _ _ _ _
_ _ USA!
_ _ USA!