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Forecast Fascist Future

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I used a couple of live acoustic versions to try to get the chords as close to perfect as possible. Enjoy!
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D#* D#M7/G* F*
e|---|-3---3-------------------5-|-------------------|
B|-4-|-3---3-------3-h-4-------6-|-1---1-------------|
G|-3-|-3---3-------3-h-5---------|-2---2-------3-/-5-|
D|-1-|-5---5---------------------|-3---3-------5-/-7-|
A|---|-6---6---------------------|-------------------|
E|-3-|-3---3---------------------|-1---1-------------|
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[Intro]
[Verse]
The language of the frost lobs dead balloons over ruins today
D#* D#M7/G*
In view of wan wordless crowds that chase waifs to spires with fiery plumes
F*
And incite the firmament's portrait of a drowning in Styx that gives impotents kicks
[Chorus]
Boredom murders the heart of our age while sanguinary creeps take the stage
Boredom strangles the life from the printed page
[Verse]
Masking vapor trails from Mercury for a killer on Umbria
D#* D#M7/G*
Who crippled birch mares now briars replace their old cotton limbs, who will tell?
F*
I mean, would it make a difference? Look, metal flower-petal tears
Do not even appear in the myopic mirror
[Chorus]
Boredom murders the heart of our age while sanguinary creeps take the stage
Boredom strangles the life from the printed page
[Bridge]
The moon was sagging in the sky as I held her face to mine
All our thoughts were coming in so clear beyond the myopic mirror
We were darting from the place where we just couldn't fit
Far away from all the violence, safely flying in our own orbit
Why do I always have to tell you?
Forget about the prescient signs!
Forget about the life we knew!
N.C.
May we never be stripped of anything we love,
May we grow so gentle, never go mental
May we never go, go mental, may we always stay, stay gentle
May we never go, go mental, may we always stay, stay gentle
May we never go, go mental, may we always stay, stay gentle
May we never go, go mental, may we always stay, stay gen-
-tle!
Gentle!
Gentle!
[Chorus]
Boredom murders the heart of our age while sanguinary creeps take the stage
Boredom strangles the life from the printed page
Oh, what was my number?
Oh, what was my number?
Oh, I don't care!

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