InTrO: Bm - F# - Bm - F#

     Bm                           F#
       We are damned and we are dead
      Bm                          F#
        all god's children to be sent
       Bm                    A
         to our perfect place in the sun
         G            F#
          and in the dirt

     Bm                             F#
       There's a windshield in my heart
      Bm                             F#
        we are bugs so smeared and scarred
       Bm                                   A
         and could you stop the meat from thinking
                                  G
          before I swallow all of it,
                        F#
           could you please?

      G                    A#    A
       Put me in the motorcade
       G                       A#    A
        put me in the death parade
        G                       A#    A
         dress me up and make me
         G                       F#
          dress me up and make me

           your dying god

     Bm
       angel with needles
      F#
        poked through our eyes
       Bm
         and let the ugly light
        F#
          of the world in
         Bm                        A
           and we were no longer blind
           G                        F#
            and we were no longer blind

      G                    A#    A
       Put me in the motorcade
       G                       A#    A
        put me in the death parade
        G                       A#    A
         dress me up and make me
         G                       F#
          dress me up and make me

           your dying god

     Bm                        F#
       Now we hold the "ugly head"
      Bm                          F#
        the Mary-whore is at the bed
       Bm                                A
         They've cast the shadow of our perfect death
         G                       F#
          in the sun and in the dirt.