Gm G
G
Up and left, you see
I could call this home
C G
It's the devil inside of me
C G
Responsibility
D C
But take a ride on the old believer
G C
Tell me how it's wrong
F F#m G
Holy clocks have all gone home
F F# G
And the criminal interest takes home
G
G
Coastal breeze, you'll see
Red, red souls find their graves
A D
How does a man lose
A D
All his earthly wits?
G D
Is it acid
A D
Trapped in the pouring rain?
E
Is it Trojan heathens in your veins?
C G
Over the banter
C G
Look down the crucifix
D C
But take a ride on that old believer
G C
Tell me I'm still wrong
F F#m G
Holy clocks have all gone home
F F# G
And the criminal interest takes home