Democracy

G C G It's coming through a hole in the air D G From those nights in Tiananmen Square C It's coming from the feel F C That this ain't exactly real G D G Or it's real, but it ain't exactly there B From the wars against disorder Em From the sirens night and day B From the fires of the homeless Em From the ashes of the gay D C G Democracy is coming to the U.S.A C G It's coming through a crack in the wall D G On a visionary flood of alcohol C From the staggering account F C Of the Sermon on the Mount G D G Which I don't pretend to understand at all B It's coming from the silence Em On the dock of the bay B From the brave, the bold, the battered Em Heart of Chevrolet D C G Democracy is coming to the U.S.A C G It's coming from the sorrow in the street D G The holy places where the races meet C From the homicidal bitching F C That goes down in every kitchen G D G To determine who will serve and who will eat B From the wells of disappointment Em Where the women kneel to pray B For the grace of god in the desert here Em And the desert far away D C G Democracy is coming to the U.S.A D C Sail on, sail on G Oh mighty Ship of State D To the Shores of Need C Past the Reefs of Greed G Through the Squalls of Hate Am D C G Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on C G It's coming to America first D G The cradle of the best and of the worst C It's here they got the range F C And the machinery for change G D G And it's here they got the spiritual thirst B It's here the family's broken Em And it's here the lonely say B That the heart has got to open Em In a fundamental way D C G Democracy is coming to the U.S.A C G It's coming from the women and the men D G Oh baby, we'll be making love again C We'll be going down so deep F C The river's going to weep G D G And the mountain's going to shout, "Amen!" B It's coming like the tidal flood Em Beneath the lunar sway B Imperial, mysterious Em In amorous array D C G Democracy is coming to the U.S.A D C Sail on, sail on G Oh mighty Ship of State D To the Shores of Need C Past the Reefs of Greed G Through the Squalls of Hate Am D C G Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on C G I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean D G I love the country, but I can't stand the scene C And I'm neither left or right F C I'm just staying home tonight G D G Getting lost in that hopeless little screen B But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags Em That time cannot decay B I'm junk but I'm still holding up Em This little wild bouquet D C G C G C Democracy is coming to the U.S.A