A C  D
A C  G

A G  (4x)

A                         C              
I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth

G                     F
Phantasmal myriads of sane bucholic birth

A                          C
I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes

G                       F
Inchoate beatitude, the load of the flies

   A            C              G              F
So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?

A              C         G          F
Kaleidascopic images of love on the way

A            C               G                 F
Brother, you better get down on your knees and pay

A               C               E
A thousand more fools are being born every fucking day


A C   D
A C   G

A G (4x)

They try to tell that the lamb is on the way
With microwave transmissions they bombard us everyday
The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep
The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murkey deep

So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray
Kaleidascopic images of love on the way
Brother, you better get down on your knees and pay
1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day