GWe want a band that plays loud and hard every Bmnight
That doesn't care how many people are counted at the Cdoor
That would travel one million miles and ask for nothing more than a Gplate of food and a place to rest
They'd strike chords that cut like a knife
It would mean so much Bmmore than t-shirts or a ticket stub
They'd stop at nothing short of a Cmassacre
Everyone would leave with the memory that there was no place Gelse in the world
And this was where they always belonged
We would Cdance like no one was Dwatching
With Gone fist in the air
Our Carena just basements and Dbookstores across an underground America
GWith this fire we could light
With this fire, we could....
RIFF! (see below)
G, Gmaj7, G7, Em7
G, Gmaj7, G7, Em7
GtwGo GthGreGe Gfour!
GJust gimme a scene where the music is free
And the Bmbeer is not the life of the party
There's Cno need to shit talk or impress
'Cause honesty and emotion are Gnot looked down upon
And every promise that's made and bragged
is meant if not Bmkept
We'd do it all because we have to, not because we know Cwhy
Beyond a gender, race, and class, we could find what Greally holds us back
Let's make Ceverybody Dsing
That they are the Gbeginning and ending of everything
C D G (end on that note!)
That we all are stronger than everything they taught us that we should fear
NOTE: The riff! We're playing it where you start with the G shape, and move the E string finger down a fret every two down strums. That's makes it a G, Gmaj7, G7, Em7. Barring the Gmaj7 with the index finger seems to be working out pretty well. Youtube the original for the kind of sound we're going for.