Festival Song

	  		
Intro 

N.C. 
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah 
N.C. 
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah 
F                 Cadd4/F 
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah 
Bb 
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah 


Verse 

F                              Cadd4/F 
It feels completely ridiculous that I’m a willing participant, 
Bb 
gazing at the purple and pinks in the shadow of a bank-sponsored skyline. 
F                                  Cadd4/F 
“Unite against the establishment! (while drones transmit the images 
Bb 
to a server farm in the valley for a culture that will eat its own insides.)”  


D                         A/C#      F           A 
Oh, they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something. 
D                     A/C#      F           A 
they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something. 
D                     A/C#      F         A 
They wouldn’t be your friend if it wasn’t worth it, 
       Bb          G 
if you didn’t have something they could 



Verse 

F                                       Cadd4/F 
Take a long look at the billboards that smother the air ‘til you can’t ignore ‘em 
    Bb 
and glamorize department store crust-punk-chic ‘cause Satan’s trending up and it’s Fashion Week, but 
F 
this this is not a movement. It’s just careful entertainment for an easy demographic 

in our sweatshop denim jackets and we’ll 
Bb 
wonder, “What just happened?!” when the world becomes Manhattan where the banks steal the apartments 

just to render them abandoned.  


D                         A/C#      F           A 
Oh, they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something. 
D                     A/C#      F           A 
they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something. 
D                     A/C#      F         A 
They wouldn’t be your friend if it wasn’t worth it, 
       Bb          G                    F 
if you didn’t have something they could take.  
A       D       Bb 
ake ... ake ... ake 
F        A       D       Bb 
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake 

F        A        D        B/D# 
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah 
Bb       F/A      G        B/D# 
Woah ... Woah ... Woah ... Woah 



Verse 

F                                A                             
We’re not stupid people but this financial oppression has got 
D                           B/D# 
everyone believing all that we can do is nothing ‘cause 
   Bb                            F/A 
we organize through avenues they lace with advertisements 
       G                               B/D# 
so the ones we try to rage against are still lining their pockets. 


N.C. 
Oh, they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something. 
N.C. 
they wouldn’t be your friend if you weren’t worth something. 
D                     A/C#      F         A 
They wouldn’t be your friend if it wasn’t worth it, 
       Bb          G                    F 
if you didn’t have something they could take.  
A       D       Bb 
ake ... ake ... ake 
F        A       D       Bb 
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake 
F        A       D       Bb 
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake 
F        A       D       Bb 
Take ... ake ... ake ... ake