Pig Eyed Blue

Em C Em C Em C Em Was it worth it all, D The prize for the fall? C The blood on your hands, Em D C No fairy tale or sonnet of romance. Em But you can hide from the truth, D The guts of the raging sadness, C While the rest of us crawl, G D C Like ants sucked up and spat out. G In the world you’ve made, D On the way to the hapless madness, C Em All for the power, the misery your crave. G D And who, who would have known it was there, all along? C Em That look in your eyes, that taste on your tongue. Bm C G D Ooh ha ah, oh, oh na na na Bm C G D Ooh ha ah, oh, na na na na C Em9omit5 And that’s why I call it Em pig eyed blue. C Em C Em Em Now the curtains are drawn, D The spotlights switched on, C And the blood on your hands, Em D C Is washed in the soap of a speech or two. Em And though you’ll never be clean, D The ants never choose to see. C There’s more comfort in their blindness, G D C It’s so easy to be sucked up and spat out. G In this world you’ve made, D On the wings of the hapless madness, C Em All for the power, the misery you crave. G D And who, who would have known it was there, all along? C Am That look in your eyes, that taste on your tongue. G D And who, who would have known it was there, all along? C Am That look in your eyes, that taste on your tongue. G D And who, who would have known it was there, all along? C Em That look in your eyes, that taste on your tongue. Bm C G D Ooh ha ah, oh, oh na na na Bm C G D Ooh ha ah, oh, na na na na C Em9omit5 And that’s why I call it Em Pig eyed blue C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em Ah ya, oh... Ah ya, oh... Ah ya, oh... C Em Am Em Ah ya, oh... C Em C Em Oh oh C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em Ah ya, Ah ya, Ah ya, Ah ya, Ah ya, C Em Yea, yea C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em ... C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em ... C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em C Em ... C Em Hmmm...