The Clincher

N.C. Am Am Am Am (4x) Touch! Am Am/Bb Am N.C. I'll stand for nothing less Am Am/Bb Am N.C. Or never stand again Am Am/Bb Am N.C. These are the limits when one's buried Am Am/Bb Am N.C. This body's left the soul F Am Could we have known? F Am Never would I, helped to nail down Am Am/Bb Am N.C. Careful of drifting off Am Am/Bb Am N.C. Now losing taste and touch Am Am/Bb Am N.C. Turning a pale blue, leaning in to say Am Am/Bb Am N.C. This body's left the soul Am Am/Bb Am N.C. The brain needs oxygen Am Am/Bb Am N.C. Can't sneak around this bait Am Am/Bb Am N.C. His catacomb has got me by the chin Am Am/Bb Am N.C. This body's left the soul F Am Could we have known? C G Never would I, helped to nail down F Am With nothing to gain C G Here's the clincher, this should be you N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate, now saturate N.C. Am N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate, now saturate and touch! N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate! Now saturate! N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate, the earth! N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate, now saturate N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate, the earth!! F Am Well could we have known? C G Never would I, helped to nail down F (I'll stand for nothing less) Am C With nothing to gain, here's the clincher G F This should be you, made cold and crippled Am C This happened to be, never changing G F Holding inside (or never stand again) Am C The phobia viewed, made cold and crippled G Ending it all N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate! Now saturate! N.C. Am N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate! Now saturate! The earth! N.C. Am N.C. Am Now saturate, now saturate N.C. Am Now saturate