Tuning: Eb (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)
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My cousin is in Columbia
Am Am/G
Hunting down the rebels over
F Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Fields of bright and shiny coca-ohoh
Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Over the jungle floor
Am Am/G
One-handing a 32 he says
F Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Bring her down low now, I'm ready to go
Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Hunt kids in camouflage
Am Am/G
Rain down bullets in flight
F Am Am/G
White light barefoot boys run for your lives.
C C/B
But you can't be nice
Am Am/G
You put your gun to their head and you
F Am Am/G
Pull back the pin ohohohoh
C C/B
And you can't be good
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My friend is based in Afghanistan
Am Am/G
He goes from cave to cave and
F Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Pulls the trigger at the first sight of a man
Gmaj7 Cmaj7
It's total anarchy
Am Am/G
Shooting tracer bullets at night a
F Am Am/G
High and holy patrol into poppy fields
C C/B
But you can't be good
Am Am/G
You hold up the bloody knife and let it
F Am Am/G
Shine in the sun ohohohoh you gotta
C C/B
Be everywhere
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I'm a guard in Guantanamo
Am Am/G
I bring the prisoners in the
F Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Hoods come off and torture slowly begins
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The screams I've overheard it'd
Am Am/G
Fuck up a weaker man but I'm
F Am Am/G
Cold, I'm so untouchable and you
C C/B
Can't be nice
Am Am/G
Got a flak jacket on my
F Am Am/G
Soul with me tonight ohohohoh
C C/B
And you can't be good
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