Bullets In A Briefcase

| Am | Em | D | | | Am | Em | D | | (Starts at 0:19) | Am* | Em* | D* | | | Am* | Em* | D* | | Am* Em* D* Little fish, boat's too full, down you go, Am* Em* D* breathing in salt and fuel, tiny gulps. Am* Em* D* Statistically it's commonplace, you're not alone. Am* Em* D* So, end like this instead of shot back at home. C* G* D* The world is a strange place, Am* Em* D* quiet like bullets in a briefcase. C* G* D* Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place? Am* Em* D* Quiet like bullets in a briefcase. Am* Em* D* Quiet like bullets in a briefcase. (4 counts for each chord) | Dm | Am | Em | D | | Dm | Am | Em | D | N.C. (2 Strumming for each chord) Am Em D D Little man, Northern France, winter's cold, Am Em D D 800 hours, 4 000 miles, feet alone. Am Em D D No one I know would even dare it, let alone. Am Em D D Shanty town bleeding out in the shadows. End-Chorus C G D D The world is a strange place, Am Em D D quiet like bullets in a briefcase. C G D D Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place? Am Em D D Quiet like bullets in a briefcase. Am Em D D Quiet like bullets in a briefcase. (4 counts for each chord) | Am | Em | G | D | | Am | Em | G | D | | Am | Em | G | D | | Am | Em | G | D | | Am | Em | G | D | | Am* | Em* | G* | D* ||