Roses

Intro 
Em D Am  ({Fm}) 

 
Em 
On the edge of a city in a slow dive 
          D 
Or so say you, so say you 
Am 
Crosshairs in the centre of a skyline 
                         Fm 
Waiting for the right time 
 

 
Em 
Freezing up like a rabbit in the headlights 
            D 
Oh, what to do? What to do? 
Am 
I don't think I can see it as a good sign 
                               Fm 
If all of it repeats and rhymes 
 

 
Em    G5    Em     G5     Em       G5     Em     Em 
Ringa ringa roses, oh, we all fall to the ground 
D     G5     D       G5    D      G5    D     D 
Every circle closes, for a penny, for a pound 
Am        E5          Am          E5       Am       E5    Am    Am 
All these things, for God and for King, we all keep going round 
     G5          G5             G5            
Ringa ringa roses, oh, we all fall to the ground 
 

 
Em 
Line them up, take aim, who you gonna blame? 
        D 
Imagine that - oh, imagine that 
Am 
Shit scared of the horrors in your own brain 
                          Fm 
Swimming pools of acid rain 
 

 
Em 
Fill a glass with delusions of the good days 
             D 
Of blood and wine, of pearls for swine 
Am 
Never sure if you're paranoid or entertained 

Weighing up the pain and gain 
Fm 
Oh, don't you feel ashamed? 
 

 
Em    G5    Em     G5     Em       G5     Em     Em 
Ringa ringa roses, oh, we all fall to the ground 
D     G5     D       G5    D      G5    D     D 
Every circle closes, for a penny, for a pound 
Am        E5          Am          E5       Am       E5    Am    Am 
All these things, for God and for King, we all keep going round 
     G5          G5             G5            
Ringa ringa roses, oh, we all fall to the ground 
 

 
Em 
A woman is a woman even if you want her dead 
N.C. 
Siphoning the bodies as a way to get ahead 
Em 
Finding hidden meaning inside everything you read 
N.C. 
Driving yourself crazy over who is in whose bed 
Em 
Stiff upper lip, shooting from the hip 
N.C. 
Running like a rat afraid of sinking with the ship 
Em 
Are you being fed? Are you ready yet? 
N.C. 
Doesn't fucking matter, on your marks get set 
 

 
Em    G5    Em     G5     Em       G5     Em     Em 
Ringa ringa roses, oh, we all fall to the ground 
D     G5     D       G5    D      G5    D     D 
Every circle closes, for a penny, for a pound 
Am        E5          Am          E5       Am       E5    Am    Am 
All these things, for God and for King, we all keep going round 
     G5          G5             G5            
Ringa ringa roses, oh, we all fall to the ground (on your marks get set) 
 

Outro 
Em                                                F#m 
Here lies the legacy, the body, the head, and the heart 
Em                                             F#m 
And if I may command your undivided attention, now we can 
N.C. 
Start, start, start, start, start, start