The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range Chords by Roger Waters

Well back in 1980 when I was running for president, it was all so different.
Some pundits said our programs would result in catastrophe.
Our views on foreign affairs would cause war.
Once you begin a great [A] movement, [Ab] there's no telling where it'll [Dm] end.
We [G] meant to change a nation, and [Db] instead we changed a world.
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You have [C] a natural tendency [G] to squeeze off a shot.
[F] You cut fun at parks.
[C] You wear the right masks.
[F] You're old but you still like a [C] lab in a locker room.
[Dm] You can't abide change.
You're at home on the range.
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[C] You open the suitcase [G] behind the old workings [F] to show off the magnum.
You're [C] dead in the canyon. _
[F] A comfort of _ [C] friends.
Only upstage.
I [Dm] can't bother losing machine gun. _
Does the recall remind you?
_ Remind you of sex?
Oh man, [F] what the hell?
Who you gonna [C] kill next? _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] Hey old timer, [F] who you gonna kill [C] next? _ _ _ _ _
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I looked over Jordan.
[G] What did I see?
[F] Sorry, US Marine in a [C] pile of debris. _
[F] I swam in your pools, lay [C] under your palm trees.
Looked in [Dm] the eyes of the Indians.
They are the barrel-filling sticks. _ _ _
[C] Saw the range [G] finder over the hill.
I saw [F] the frontline boys up in [C] their pills.
Sick of [F] the mess they find on [C] the desert stage.
[Dm] The bravery of being out of range.
Yeah, the question is fixed. _ _
_ _ Oh man, what [F] the hell?
Who you gonna [C] kill next? _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] Hey old timer, [F] who you gonna [C] kill next? _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Cm] _ Old Jimmy. _ _
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_ Thirty years later, [G] it's the same old Jim.
[F] No closer to peace [C] than the man in the moon.
[F] The president's still just [C] as crazy as Lou.
_ [Dm] Still picking fights in some foreign saloon.
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_ [C] Bombs still falling [G] out of the sky.
[F] The band's still playing [C] Miss American Pie.
[F] The gunner still sleeps in [C] some foreign field.
[Dm] And the boys are still coming home unachieved.
But _ nothing is real. _ _
_ We're the gang.
[F] With the bravery of being out [C] of range. _ _ _ _ _
We're [Dm] still a southbound bank.
[F] With the bravery of being out [C] of range. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] Still a train filling the train.
[F] With the bravery of being out of range. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] Still gang's awake.
[F] With the bravery of being out [C] of range. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] Still fucking insane.
[F] With the bravery of being out [C] of range. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] Still channeling John Wayne.
[F] With the bravery of being out [C] of range. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] Still pulling out of old [F] damn range. _
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_ [Dm] _ _ Yeah, [F] with the bravery of being out of [C] range. _ _ _
Two years later, another economic summit.
Pretty much the same cast.
The big opening meeting, [G] we all got together.
And all of a sudden, just for a moment,
I saw that everyone was just sitting there looking at me.
And then one of them broke the silence.
Tell us about the American miracle.
He said,
[C] Hey bartender, [C] over here.
_ _ Two more shots and two more beers.
_ Sir, turn up the TV sound.
The war has started on the ground.
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_ _ _ Just love those laser guided bombs.
They're really great for riding rocks.
You hit the target, _ win the game.
_ [D] From bars 3,000 miles away. _ _
3 [C],000 miles away.
We [Dm] play the game with the bravery
of being out of range.
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