Chadwick Stokes

Our Lives Our Times

Chadwick Stokes

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by  MARCNAGEL

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Our Lives Our Times

	  		

Am                                                 F 
Johnny was a chameleon when it was predominately shrapnel 
C                               G 
Shrapnel from the chapel to the cabinet/cab man 
Am                              F 
Johnny kissed the groom to go join the killing  
        C                      G 
While Britain is watching her Watson 

      Am                          F 
Headed down to Tiananmen but had tarried enough time  
            C                   G 
Should’ve listened to the world turn 
Am                          F 
Told me the cheaters are watching  
         C                          G 
Scratch ticket Jesus insulting the sultan  

               F                  C 
But we got an offer to lessen the lesson learned 
                                    G 
Like kissing cousins kissing out of turn 

If you gonna play, you gonna play 
          Am 
The party lines 

            F                        C 
We gonna take back this town if it takes us all 
                                     G      
And kid you look like you could be found 
                                 G 
For the moment we are the fall lines  


      F        C              G                       Am 
Our mind, our time, is still marked by the grains of intolerance 
     F          C 
Our lives, our fight 
          G 
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done hey hey 

Am F C G (2x) 

Am F C G 
It’s the United States of Discrimination  
The schools feed into the prisons 
And corporations more powerful than the government 
Give a teacher a banker’s salary, see how that goes 
See if we farm a land again in Kilimanjaro it snows 
You sleep in your Egyptian linen, 500 count thread 
What’s the count of your dead? 
We are the eye of the needle fixing to mend this quilt of lies 
The lies ripped up on our bed, we’re coming in quick 
We got Angela Davis on our lips and Mandela in our head 
  
               F                  C 
But we got an offer to lessen the lesson learned 
                                    G 
Like kissing cousins kissing out of turn 

If you gonna play, you gonna play 
          Am 
The party lines 

            F                        C 
We gonna take back this town if it takes us all 
                                     G      
And kid you look like you could be found 
                                 G 
For the moment we are the fall lines  


      F        C              G                       Am 
Our mind, our time, is still marked by the grains of intolerance 
     F          C 
Our lives, our fight 
          G 
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done hey hey 
F-G          G                   Am 
I lost my religion along with my innocence 
      F          C 
Our lives, our fight  
G 
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done 

F 
At least he got a body 
C 
And he’s a boy named Sue 
         G 
And the federalis sure ain’t no expert on love 
Am 
Why would we listen to you? 

F 
Oh, at least we got our bodies 
C 
We’re all a boy named Sue 
        G                           
And we fight til it’s done til they guard us (with gardens?) not guns 
Am                                     C 
Til the borders are run and life is anew 


Am F C G 
And it was a fight night  
And the prize fighter got caught like in a knife fight 
And it was all over the highlights when he got hit by a hard right 
Saw stars like lite-brite couldn’t see in his sight line 
Started his skydive from the high life like Pele playin’ Jai alai 
Shot from mayday to his heyday and a pail of mail (?) mêlée as Corner (?) was getting a payday 
Needed Thompson from My Lai 
Turnin guns on his own guys but it wasn’t maltovs and mai tais 
Just AKs and white lies  
Tell Mt. Sinai to believe in I and I and you and you and not for an eye and eye and eye and  
I ain’t a cap on your tooth 
But then again I ain’t debatin’ the to stand in their shoes 
I’m just tryin to figure out which golden rule I should choose 
We gettin’ high sighted by the tie guys 
White collar crime pays, just look at the bylines  
If you believe in anything, believe in occupying  
Because it’s a rich man’s world we getting off the sidelines 

      F        C              G                       Am 
Our mind, our time, is still marked by the grains of intolerance 
     F          C 
Our lives, our fight 
          G 
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done hey hey 
F - G          G                   Am 
I lost my religion along with my innocence 
      F          C 
Our lives, our fight  
G 
Til we’re done, til we’re done, til we’re done, til we're done 
		  

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