Roger Waters - IT'S A MIRACLE
Added to UG By Mikhailo (mikhailo_@mail.ru)
Intro and verses
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Mir[Bm]aculous you call it babe, you [F#m]ain't seen nothing yet.
They got [Em]Pepsi in the Andes, they got Mc[F#m]Donalds in Tibet.
[Bm]Yosemite's been turned into a golf course[F#m] for the Japs,
The [Em]Dead Sea is al[F#m]ive with rap.
Between the [Bm]Tigris and Euphrates, there's a [F#m]leisure centre now
They got [Em]all kinds of sports, they got Bermuda shorts[F#m]
They had s[Bm]ex in Pennsylvania, a Bra[F#m]zilian grew a tree
A d[Em]octor in Manhattan, saved a [F#m]dying man for free
It's a [Bm]miracle
It's a [F#m]miracle
It's a [D]miracle
Another [F#]miracle
By the [G]grace of God Almighty
And the pressures of the marketplace
The [Em]human race has [Em6]civilized itse[F#]lf
It's a [Bm]miracle[F#m][Em]
[F#sus4] [F#] [Bm] [F#m] [Em]
[F#sus4]
Verse 2
(continue chord pattern)
We got warehouses of butter, we got oceans of wine.
We got famine when we need it, we got designer crime.
We got Mercedes, we got Porsche, Ferrari and Rolls Royce,
Yeah, we got choice.
She said meet me in the Garden of Gethsemene my dear,
The Lord said Peter I can see your house from here.
An honest man finally reaped what he had sown.
And a farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan.
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
Another miracle
By the [G]grace of God Almighty and the pressures of the marketplace
The [Em]human race has[Em6] civilized itse[F#]lf
It's a [Bm]miracle[F#m][Em][F#sus4][F#]
Verse 3
We cower in our shelters
With our hands over our ears
Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff
Runs for years and years and years and years
An earthquake hits the theatre
But the operetta lingers
Then the piano lid comes down
and breaks his fucking fingers
It's a miracle.
Added to UG By Mikhailo (mikhailo_@mail.ru)
Intro and verses
[Bm] [F#m] [Em] [F#m]
e-|-------------|-------------|-------------|---------------|
B-|-------------|-------------|-------------|---------------|
G-|--2--2--2--2-|--0--0--0--0-|--5--5--5--5-|--4--4--4--4---|
D-|-------------|-------------|-------------|---------------|
A-|-------------|-------------|-------------|---------------|
E-|-------------|-------------|-------------|---------------|
Mir[Bm]aculous you call it babe, you [F#m]ain't seen nothing yet.
They got [Em]Pepsi in the Andes, they got Mc[F#m]Donalds in Tibet.
[Bm]Yosemite's been turned into a golf course[F#m] for the Japs,
The [Em]Dead Sea is al[F#m]ive with rap.
Between the [Bm]Tigris and Euphrates, there's a [F#m]leisure centre now
They got [Em]all kinds of sports, they got Bermuda shorts[F#m]
They had s[Bm]ex in Pennsylvania, a Bra[F#m]zilian grew a tree
A d[Em]octor in Manhattan, saved a [F#m]dying man for free
It's a [Bm]miracle
It's a [F#m]miracle
It's a [D]miracle
Another [F#]miracle
By the [G]grace of God Almighty
And the pressures of the marketplace
The [Em]human race has [Em6]civilized itse[F#]lf
It's a [Bm]miracle[F#m][Em]
[F#sus4] [F#] [Bm] [F#m] [Em]
[F#sus4]
Verse 2
(continue chord pattern)
We got warehouses of butter, we got oceans of wine.
We got famine when we need it, we got designer crime.
We got Mercedes, we got Porsche, Ferrari and Rolls Royce,
Yeah, we got choice.
She said meet me in the Garden of Gethsemene my dear,
The Lord said Peter I can see your house from here.
An honest man finally reaped what he had sown.
And a farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan.
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
Another miracle
By the [G]grace of God Almighty and the pressures of the marketplace
The [Em]human race has[Em6] civilized itse[F#]lf
It's a [Bm]miracle[F#m][Em][F#sus4][F#]
Verse 3
We cower in our shelters
With our hands over our ears
Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff
Runs for years and years and years and years
An earthquake hits the theatre
But the operetta lingers
Then the piano lid comes down
and breaks his fucking fingers
It's a miracle.
