D                 G       C          D
I don't want to grow anything in my heart

D                 G              C            D
I don't want to write all these things in the sand

D                 G        C          D
I don't wish to listen and not understand

D                 G           C          D
I don't want to tramp up the footpath of stars

 A                          Bm   G
   don't want to be an advocate
 A                         Bm   C
   don't want to be a monument

 D    Bm  E     C#m       D            Bm       G
There is nothing    that grows in your   arctic world

(intro)

I don't want to breathe that Smithsonian air

I don' want to listen when they toll the bell

'cos I can't take another industrial feast

on the ground, on my back, out there


I want to meet the president

of a country without sense


There is nothing that grows in his arctic world

there is nothing that grows in your arctic world

there is nothing that grows in this arctic world


End

p.s. here is the way I play the intro bit:

E|-2---2---3-------2-----0---------2--------------------|
B|-3---2---0-------3-----3---------3--------------------|
G|-2---2---0---2-0-2-----0---0-0-0-2--------------------|
D|-0---0---0---0-0-0---4-2---0-0-2-0--------------------|
A|---------2---2-2-------3---3-3-3----------------------|
E|---------3--------------------------------------------|