verse 1 D C Em Curses I send on these countless men D C A Curses on their trespasses and will they never end? D C G D Curses on their blades, on the spare and open lanes D C Em Once I've been searching for recipe acclaim (?) verse 2 D C Em Curses on their children running all around D C A Making such a business while I'm resting in the ground D C G D I might rise up to meet them when they leave this life D C Em I might rise up to eat them when they leave this life verse 3 D C Em Curses on this valley and the lands on up ahead D C A I was on my way to meet them when they found me dead D C G D And I clapped my brittle hands and I made them join my game D C Em Now I hope they all decease in merriment and shame verse 4 D C Em Curse every word that's planted on their lips D C A Curse the sleek machines and their iron-colored ships D C G D Curse every wave that pounds their wicked shore D C Em Curse every salesman knocking on their door Verse 5 D C Em And I am not a creature and I am not a dog D C Em I have no claim to be there in the evening fog D C G D And I am not a bone staring through the air D C Em I have no say in anything, my tongue is barely there Verse 6 D C Em Curses on curses, I see no other way D C A Some of them are weeping and some of them are gay D C G D Some of them have wounds so deep, they feel no pain D C Em Curses on their fingers and curses on their brain
| See also: 
The Pietasters - Its The Same Old Song
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