[Intro]
[D]
[Verse 1]
D
Stand by to switch on
We fire out all pistons
G
We're singing along
But no one is listening
A
From dusk until dawn
We stay up to carry the flame[D]
[D]And when it's all said and done
In these alternate endings
When [G]nothing is love
But the stragglers and empties
We're [A]sleeping it off
D A
Just to wake up and start it again
[Bm]So burn the statues to the ground
[Gm]Start to lay your weapons down
[D]Bound for glory on this street
[A]But there's a bridge up overhead
[Bm]Noise cancel, drown the signal out
[Gm]Change channels, manufactured doubt
[D]When the only thing we'll fight for every day
[A]Is a better seat on a crashing...
Gm
Plain to see, but hard to breathe
A
The streets are full of tumbleweeds
[Chorus]
And now it's[D] morning in the streets of Amerika[G]
[Em]But we don't go out[A]side anymore
[D]The radio blasts hysteria[G]
[Em]While the television's sideway[A]s on the floor[D]
[Verse 2]
[D]Under moonlit skies and surveillance
[G]As we cheer from the stands in the stadiums
[A]On a jumbotron we all sing along to escape[D][A]
[Bm]Once we were the lighthouse
[Gm]To the world's most desperate ships
But what we b[D]ecame was a towering flame
Leading the m[A]oth right into it
Gm A slap
Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut
[Chorus]
'Cause it's [D]morning in the streets of Amer[G]ika
And [Em]we don't go outsi[A]de anymore
The [D]radio blasts hysteria[G]
Whil[Em]e the television's sideway[A]s... on the floor[Bm]
[Verse 3]
With a te[Bm]leprompter in our f[Gm]aces
Yeah, we don't even know what we're say[D]ing
Car that's slowly c[A]rashing
And we can't look a[Bm]way
Parading to the edge of the [Gm]cliff now
We're trying to figure out how to get dow[D]n
While the night is fast app[A]roaching
Gm Bm A
Would we even recognise our former lives in this artificial light?
[Chorus]
M[D]orning in the streets of A[G]merika
B[Em]ut we don't go outside[A] anymore
T[D]here's something wrong wit[G]h the stereo
A[Em]nd the television's [A]sideways
We[D]'re mourning in the streets of Am[G]erika
Mo[D]urning in the streets of A[G]merika
We'[D]re mourning in the street[G]s of Amerika
D G
Mourning in the streets of Amerika
[Instrumental Outro]
(Fingerpicked) D... G... Em... A... x2
[D]
[Verse 1]
D
Stand by to switch on
We fire out all pistons
G
We're singing along
But no one is listening
A
From dusk until dawn
We stay up to carry the flame[D]
[D]And when it's all said and done
In these alternate endings
When [G]nothing is love
But the stragglers and empties
We're [A]sleeping it off
D A
Just to wake up and start it again
[Bm]So burn the statues to the ground
[Gm]Start to lay your weapons down
[D]Bound for glory on this street
[A]But there's a bridge up overhead
[Bm]Noise cancel, drown the signal out
[Gm]Change channels, manufactured doubt
[D]When the only thing we'll fight for every day
[A]Is a better seat on a crashing...
Gm
Plain to see, but hard to breathe
A
The streets are full of tumbleweeds
[Chorus]
And now it's[D] morning in the streets of Amerika[G]
[Em]But we don't go out[A]side anymore
[D]The radio blasts hysteria[G]
[Em]While the television's sideway[A]s on the floor[D]
[Verse 2]
[D]Under moonlit skies and surveillance
[G]As we cheer from the stands in the stadiums
[A]On a jumbotron we all sing along to escape[D][A]
[Bm]Once we were the lighthouse
[Gm]To the world's most desperate ships
But what we b[D]ecame was a towering flame
Leading the m[A]oth right into it
Gm A slap
Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut
[Chorus]
'Cause it's [D]morning in the streets of Amer[G]ika
And [Em]we don't go outsi[A]de anymore
The [D]radio blasts hysteria[G]
Whil[Em]e the television's sideway[A]s... on the floor[Bm]
[Verse 3]
With a te[Bm]leprompter in our f[Gm]aces
Yeah, we don't even know what we're say[D]ing
Car that's slowly c[A]rashing
And we can't look a[Bm]way
Parading to the edge of the [Gm]cliff now
We're trying to figure out how to get dow[D]n
While the night is fast app[A]roaching
Gm Bm A
Would we even recognise our former lives in this artificial light?
[Chorus]
M[D]orning in the streets of A[G]merika
B[Em]ut we don't go outside[A] anymore
T[D]here's something wrong wit[G]h the stereo
A[Em]nd the television's [A]sideways
We[D]'re mourning in the streets of Am[G]erika
Mo[D]urning in the streets of A[G]merika
We'[D]re mourning in the street[G]s of Amerika
D G
Mourning in the streets of Amerika
[Instrumental Outro]
(Fingerpicked) D... G... Em... A... x2
