Mercy Down

G There’s a dead canary in the coal mine And a lamb’s head growing from a grapevine C There’s an old man laughing in the backyard Gm Catching crooks and crickets in the bell jar Gm I’ve been waiting for my woman to relieve me Gm But she’s outside climbing on the oak tree Gm There’s a dead canary in the coal mine D And a lamb’s head growing from a grapevine Growing from a grapevine Gm C Yea-ah, it’s getting biblical now D (wo-oah) G Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm And throw your mercy down G C Yea-ah, it’s getting mythical now (wo-oah) G Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm G And throw your mercy, throw your mercy down Gm Throw your mercy down Gm There’s a mad-man tapping at the window Gm With his pockets full of innuendo Gm There’s a joker poking at the doorbell G And a sparrow drowning in the inkwell I’ve been waiting for my lover to relieve me Gm But they’re outside swinging from the oak tree D Swinging from the oak tree Gm Cm Yeah, it’s getting biblical now (wo-oah) G Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm And throw your mercy down Gm C Yeah, it’s getting mythical now (wo-oah) G Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm D And throw your mercy, throw your mercy down Gm There’s a tyrant on the throne Bb And a clown on every screen D Compelling us to stay at home In this low-grade fever dream G But we’re gathering our strength Bb We’re becoming less afraid That there’s hope for us in D This unholy mess we’ve made Gm Cm Hey! It’s getting biblical now (wo-oah) Gm Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm And throw your mercy down Gm C Yeah, it’s getting mythical now (wo-oah) Gm Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm And throw your mercy, throw your mercy down Bb Cm It’s getting biblical now (wo-oah) G Bb You better pick your weapons up Cm And throw your mercy down G Bb C Yeah, it’s getting mythical now (wo-oah) Gm Bb Cm You better pick your weapons up Gm And throw your mercy, throw your mercy down N.C Throw your mercy down