Roger Waters – Amused To Death chords

THE BALLAD OF BILL HUBBARD
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Gm Eb Gm Eb Eb Cm7 D7 Gm Ebmaj7 Cm7 D7 Gm Gm/F Eb Cm Bb/D Eb F 

Gm

F Eb Cm7 D7 Gm

Eb Cm7 D7


WHAT GOD WANTS PART I
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    GmThe kid in the corner looked at the priest
And fingered his pale blue Japanese guitar

The priest said,
God wants goodness
God wants light
God wants mayhem
God wants a clean fight
What God wants God gets
      EmDon't look so surprised
          F/C    CIt's only dogma
Em                F/C    CThe alien prophet cried
    F              F/EThe beetle and the springbok
         F/EbTook the Bible from its hook
    Dsus4The monkey in the corner Wrote
    Dthe lesson in his book
GmWhat God wants God gets 
What God wants God gets
God wants peace
God wants war
God wants famine
God wants chain stores
What God wants God gets
God wants sedition
God wants sex
God wants freedom
God wants semtex
What God wants God gets
      EmDon't look so surprised
         F/C	CI'm only joking
Em			F/C    CThe alien comic cried
    F			  F/EThe jackass and hyena
	    F/EbTook the feather from its hook
    Dsus4The monkey in the corner
		DWrote the joke down in his book
GmWhat God wants God gets
God wants boarders
God wants crack
God wants rainfall
God wants wetbacks
What God wants God gets
God wants voodoo
God wants shrines
God wants law
God wants organized crime
God wants crusade
God wants jihad
God wants good
			F C F C  F C F  C F C God wants bad
Gm					F C F C  F C F  C F CWhat God wants God gets


PERFECT SENSE PART I
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C F Bb Eb
F
Bb Eb Ab Db
Eb
AbThe monkey sat on a pile of stones
DbAnd stared at the broken bone in his hand
GbAnd the stains of a Viennese quartet
					Cb  DbRang out across the land
DbThe monkey looked up at the stars
GbAnd thought to himself
			CbMemory is a stranger
History is for fools
EAnd he cleaned his hands
In a pool of holy writing
ATurned his back on the garden
				BAnd set out for the nearest town
			EHold on hold on soldier
When you add it all up
				   AThe tears and the marrowbone
There's an ounce of gold
						DAnd an ounce of pride in each ledger
And the Germans killed the Jews
And the Jews killed the Arabs
		GAnd the Arabs killed the hostages
And that is the news
AAnd is it any wonder
That the monkey's confused
	   DHe said Mama Mama
The President's a fool
Why do I have to keep reading
			GThese technical manuals
And the joint chiefs of staff
And the brokers on Wall Street said
CDon't make us laugh
You're a smart kid
Time is linear
Memory is a stranger
FHistory is for fools
Man is a tool in the hands
Of the great God Almighty
		GAnd they gave him command
Of a nuclear submarine
And sent him back in search of
			CThe Garden of Eden

PERFECT SENSE PART II
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           CCan't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
				GPounds shillings and pence
DmCan't you see
   F   F     C/E Dm   CIt all makes perfect sense
Gm7							cLittle black soul departs in perfect focus
Gm7								CPrime time fodder for the News at Nine
BbDarling is the child warm in the bed tonight
CmHi everybody I'm Marv Albert
And welcome to our telecast
EbComing to you live from Memorial Stadium
It's a beautiful day
					FAnd today we expect a sensational matchup
But first our global anthem
		BbCan't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
				FPounds shillings and pence
CmCan't you see
   Eb  Eb    Bb/D Cm  BbIt all makes perfect sense
And here come the players
FmAs I speak to you now the captain
						BbHas his cross hairs zeroed in on the oil rig
It looks to me like he's going to attack
FmBy the way did you know that a submarine
Captain earns 200,000 dollars a year
BbOh that's less tax Marv yeah less tax
Uh thank you Emery you're welcome
Ab							Bbm Ebm/Bb Bbm Ebm/BbNow back to the game he fires one yes
There goes two both fish are running
DbThe rig is going into a prevent defense
			 EbWill they make it I don't think so
		AbCan't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
				EbPounds shillings and pence
DbCan't you see
    Db Db    Ab/C Bbm AbIt all makes perfect sense
DbCan't you see
    Db Db    Ab/C Bbm AbIt all makes perfect sense

THE BRAVERY OF BEING OUT OF RANGE
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D    A/D   G/D   D    
Dsus4    D   Dsus2    D     
Em  G   D      
Em  G   D

           D                     A/DYou have a natural tendency, to squeeze off a shot
        G/D                     DYou're good fun at parties, you wear the right masks
       Dsus4                      DYou're old, but you still like a laugh in the locker room
      Dsus2                                       DYou can't abide change, you're at home on the range
    D                         A/DYou opened the suitcase, behind the old workings
    G/D                      DTo show off the magnum, you deafened the canyon
  Dsus4             D                      Dsus2A comfort a friend, only upstaged in the end

By the Uzi machine gun
         DDoes the recoil remind you...
              EmRemind you of sex
                 G                    DOld man what the hell you gonna kill next
Em        G                   D    Old timer who you gonna kill next

(repeat chord pattern)

I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
I swam in your pools and lay under your palm trees
I looked in the eyes of the Indian
Who lay on the Federal Building steps

And through the range finder over the hill
I saw the frontline boys popping their pills
Sick of the mess they find
On their desert stage
And the bravery of being out of range
Yeah the question is vexed

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next

Bridge
D     F/D     Em         A
G           F           A    
Bm      C      DOoh.............

Hey bartender, over here
Two more shots and two more beers
Sir, turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground 
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great for righting wrongs
You hit the target and win the game from bars
3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away

   Em                        G                        D               We play the game    with the bravery of being out of range
We zap and maim     with the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train with the bravery of being out of range
We gain terrain     with the bravery of being out of range
We play the game    with the bravery of being out of range

LATE HOME TONIGHT PART I
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D Gmaj7 
D Gmaj7 Gm6
DStanding at the window
  Gmaj7A farmer's wife in Oxfordshire
D   Glances at the clock it's nearly time for tea
She doesn't see
	Gmaj7				 Gm6The phantom in the hedgerow dip its wings
Doesn't hear the engine sing
Em7But in the cockpit's techno glow
			ABehind the Ray Ban(R) shine
BdimThe kid from Cleveland
In the comfort of routine
		Gmaj7Scans his dials and smiles
Bdim							Gmaj7Secure in the beauty of military life
Em7There is no right or wrong
Only tin cans and cordite and white cliffs
				D/A		  A7And blue skies and flight flight flight
D/AThe beauty of military life
   A7									DNo questions only orders and flight only flight
Em7What a beautiful sight in his wild blue dream
      A7The eternal child leafs through his War magazine
And his kind Uncle Sam feeds ten trillion in
					DChange into the total entertainment
Combat video game
Em7And up here in the stands
The fans are goin' wild
     A7The cheerleaders flip
When you wiggle your hip
And we all like the bit when you take
The jeans from the refrigerator and
				 DThen the bad guy gets hit
					Em7And were you struck by the satisfying
Way the swimsuit sticks to her skin
      A7Like BB gun days
When knives pierce autumn leaves
But that's okay see the children bleed
A7aug
It'll look great on the TV

Bm7   Gmaj7 Gm6 
       D		Gmaj7And in Tripoli another ordinary wife
Em7 Stares at the dripping her old man hadn't
A7Time to fix
Too busy mixing politics and rhythm
	  D6In the street below

LATE HOME TONIGHT PART II
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DHark the wire service sing 
Em7Clear the satellite link 
Check the fax machine 
A7Hold the lead story boys 
					  DThere's some great pictures coming in 
Now the pilot's heartbeat slows 
Em7Palms dry out 
No questions only orders
	   A7 And the F-1 glides in nose-up 
Through the cloudbase and the 
Ground crew cheers as he puts down 
     DHis landing gear
Bb               F               Eb    D7 Hey boy you're a hero take this cigar 
G		   CBack home in Cleveland
	   A All the papers and local TV stations 
				DWill be calling your ma
	   Em7 And the farmer's wife 
Shoos the cat off the chair
		A7 She says sit down my dear 
Was the milking all right
							D Our American friends are late home tonight 

TOO MUCH ROPE
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Gmaj7  G7  Gmaj7 G7  Gm7  Gm6  Gm7  Gm6 
G  G7  G6  Cmaj7 
Am7  Fmaj7  Dm6  G7 G  
C C7When the sleigh is heavy, and the timberwolves are getting bold,
Am7You look at your companions and test the water of their friendship
DWith your toe.
F C G/B AmAnd they significantly edge closer to the gold...
F GEach man has his price, Bob...and yours was pretty low.
C C7Now history is short, the sun is just a minor star.
Am7 DAnd the poor man sells his kidneys in some colonial bazaar
F C G/B AmQue sera sera, is that your new Ferrari car?
F Am7 DNice... but I think I'll wait for the F-fifty
G G7You don't have to be a Jew...to disapprove of murder
G6 Cmaj7Tears burn my eyes;
Am7Muslim or Christian, Mullah or Pope,
Em Dm6Preacher or poet, who was it wrote, "Give any one species
G7 CToo much rope and they'll fuck it up?
C C7Last night on TV, a Vietnam vet took his beard and his pain
Am DAnd his alienation of 20 years...back to Asia again.
F C G/B AmSees the monsters they made in formaldehyde floating 'round.
FMeets a gook on a bike...a good enough guy,
Am7 DWith the same soldier's eyes.
G  G7  G6  Cmaj7 
Am7 EmWhat does it mean, this tear-jerking scene beamed into my home?
Dm6That it moves me so much, why all the fuss?
G C C7 C6 Fmaj7It's only two humans being...it's only... two humans being;
Dm7 Am GmTears burn in my eyes...what does it mean? This tender TV?
C C7This tear-jerking scene beamed into my home?
F F7And you don't have to be a Jew to disapprove of murder
F6 Bb GmTears burn my eyes....Muslim or Christian, Mullah or Pope,
DmPreacher or poet, who was it wrote:
Cm6 F"Give any one species too much rope and they'll fuck it up?”
Bb  Bb7  Gm7  Gm6  Eb  Bb F/A  Gm
Gm7  Gm6  Gm7  Gm6  Gm6  Eb/G Gm6  Eb/G

WHAT GOD WANTS PART II
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TV Evangelist:]"Do you believe in a better day? 
Do you have faith in a golden way? 
If you do, then we must come together this day 
Come together as one, united television audience 
Brought together by the sound of my voice 
United, united financially, united socially, 
United spiritually, and all possible ways 
Through the power of money 
And the power of prayers...." 
GmWhat God wants God gets God help us all 

God wants dollars 
God wants cents
God wants pounds, shillings, and pence 
God wants guilders 
God wants Kroner 
God wants Swiss francs 
God wants French francs 

(Oui il veut des francs francais) 

God wants escudos 
God wants pesetas 
Don't send lira 
God don't want small potatoes 
God wants small towns 
God wants pain 
God wants clean up rock campaigns 
God wants windows 
God wants solutions 
God wants TV 
God wants contributions 

What God wants God gets God help us all 

God wants silver 
God wants gold 
God wants his secret 
Never to be told 
God wants gigolos 
God wants giraffes 
God wants politics 
God wants a good laugh 

What God wants God gets God help us all 

God wants friendship 
God wants fame 
God wants credit 
God wants blame 
God wants poverty 
God wants wealth 
God wants insurance 
God wants to cover himself 

What God wants God gets God help us all 


WHAT GOD WANTS PART III
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Em                         Csus4     CDon't be afraid, it's only business
Em                Csus4    CThe alien prophet sighed
    F               F/EThe vulture and the magpie took
     F/EbThe cash box from its hook
    Dsus4 The monkey in the corner
          DWrote the figures in his book
Em                          Em/DCrazed the checkout lady's fingers
Flash across the till
F/C                        CAnd the captain posts the menu of the day
       EmAnd in banks across the world
Christians, Moslems, Hindus, Jews
                Dm6          F/CAnd every other race, creed, colour, tint or hue
                            CGet down on their knees and pray
    F                 F/EThe raccoon and the groundhog neatly
F/EbMake up bags of change
        Dsus4But the monkey in the corner
                 DWell he's slowly drifting out of range
Gm Gm/F Ab/Eb Eb Gm Gm/F Ab/Eb Eb Ab Ab/G Ab/Gb Gb
Fsus4 F A#m G# D#/F# F# A#m G# D#/F# F# D# D#/A# D#/A A G#sus4 G#
             C# Christ, it's freezing inside
            C#/D#The veteran cries
      D/AThe hyenas break cover
     AAnd stream through the meadow
        C#And the fog rolls in
                 D#/D#
To his bottle of gin
      D/ASo he picks up a stone
                  AThat looks like a bone
        DAnd the bullets fly
And the rivers run dry
        D/C#And the fat girls sigh
                        D/C         CAnd the network anchor persons lie
         Bsus4 And the soldier's alone
In the video zone
        BBut the monkey's not watching
He's slipped out to the kitchen
To pile the dishes
               EmAnd answer the phone

WATCHING TV
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*D   **Ddim5  (repeat as necessary)

                  G                Em7We were watching TV,     Watching TV
                  G                Em7We were watching TV,     Watching TV   

Cadd9     A7
Cadd9     A7
Cadd9     C/B     A7      D

                 G                     Em7In Tiananmen Square,     Lost my baby there
           G                                   Em7    My yellow rose,          In her bloodstained clothes
          Cadd9        A7                     She was a short order pastry chef
     Cadd9                    A7In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway
        Cadd9        G/BShe had shiny hair
           A7                      DShe was the daughter of an engineer
                 G                      Em7Won't you shed a tear,   For my yellow rose
            G                                Em7 My yellow rose,          In her bloodstained clothes
        Cadd9                    A7      She had perfect breasts, She had high hopes
        Cadd9                    A7She had almond eyes,     She had yellow thighs
          C      C/B   A7      D  She was a student of philosophy
                      G   G/F#    Em7Won't you grieve with me, for my yellow rose,      
            G    G/F#   Em7                     DShed a tear,             For her bloodstained clothes
        G        G/F#            Em7She had shiny hair,      She had perfect breasts
       Cadd9       C/B          A7          DShe had high hopes,      She had almond eyes
        G           G/F#She had yellow thighs
            Em7                    DShe was the daughter of an engineer
                G                          CSo get out your pistols, Get out your stones
               G                           CGet out your knives,     Cut them to the bone
             G        G/F#       Em7They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine
               G                 C   They built the dark satanic mills
         G                    CThat manufacture hell on earth
                G        G/F#        Em7 They bought the front row seats on Calvary
         C                DThey are irrelevant to me

     **D              **Ddim5    And I grieve for my sister

People of China
Do not forget do not forget
The children who died for you
Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this
I've a feeling we did
    
                  G                Em7We were watching TV,     Watching TV
                  G                Em7We were watching TV,     Watching TV
           Cadd9                      A7                    She wore a white bandanna that said 'Freedom now'
               Cadd9She thought the Great Wall of China
        A7Would come tumbling down
G               G/F#She was a student
     Em7               DHer father was an engineer
                  G                     Em7      Won't you shed a tear,   For my yellow rose
            G                                  Em7My yellow rose,          In her bloodstained clothes
    Cadd9               A7Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek
    Cadd9               A7That no-good low-down dirty rat
    C                 C/BWho used to order his troops
    A7                   DTo fire on the women and children

Imagine that imagine that
  G                    Em7And in the spring of '48
  G                       Em7Mao Tse-tung got quite irate
  G               G/F#         Em7And he kicked that old dictator Chiang
           DOut of the state of China
  G                           Em7Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa
G                             A7And they armed the island of Quemoy
        GAnd the shells were flying across the China Sea
         Em7                   C           C/B    A7    DAnd they turned Formosa into a shoe factory called Taiwan
           G                   Cadd9   And she is different from Cro-Magnon man
      G               Cadd9She's different from Anne Boleyn
       G         G/F#        Em7She is different from the Rosenbergs
     DAnd from the unknown Jew
G                        Cadd9          G        She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan
Cadd9          G           G/F#     Half superstar half victim
        Em7           Cadd9         DShe's a victor star conceptually new
G                             Cadd9And she is different from the Dodo
G                    Cadd9 And from the Kankanbono
G                G/F#        Em7She is different from the Aztec
     DAnd from the Cherokee
  G               Cadd9She's everybody's sister
 G                       Cadd9She's symbolic of our failure
     G          G/F#       Em7     She's the one in fifty million
        Cadd9              DWho can help us to be free
                      GBecause she died on TV


THREE WISHES
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Cm   Eb/F  Ab Ab/Bb Cm
Cm   Eb/F  Ab Ab/Bb Cm  (Repeat Trough lyric until change)

Reached back for the bottle
And rubbed against the lamp
Genie came out smiling
Like some Eastern tramp
He said, hey boy what's happening
What is going on
You can have three wishes
If you don't take too long
If you don't take too long

I said well
I wish they were all happy in the Lebanon
Wish somebody'd help me write this song
And I wish when I was young
My old man had not been gone
Genie said consider it done
        EbThere's something in the air
        BbAnd you don't know what it is
        EbYou see someone through the window
         BbWho you've just learned to miss
A      AbAnd the road leads on to glory but
    Eb                   You used up your last wish
          BbYour last wish

And you want her to come home
                CmBring her home

Genie said I'm sorry
That's the way it goes
Where the hell's the lamp sucker
It's time for me to go
Bye
Cm   Eb/F  Ab Ab/Bb Cm
Cm   Eb/F  Ab Ab/Bb Cm
Cm   Eb/F  Ab Ab/Bb Cm
Cm   Eb/F  Ab Ab/Bb Cm

        EbThere's something in the air
        BbAnd you don't know what it is
        EbYou see someone through the window
         BbWho you've just learned to miss
A      AbAnd the road leads on to glory but
    Eb                   You used up your last wish
          BbYour last wish

And you want her to come home



ITS A MIRRICAL
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   Bm                            F#mMiraculous you call it babe, you ain't seen nothing yet.
         Em                             F#mThey got Pepsi in the Andes, they got McDonalds in Tibet.
Bm                                       F#mYosemite's been turned into a golf course for the Japs,
    Em            F#mThe Dead Sea is alive with rap.
            Bm                              F#mBetween the Tigris and Euphrates, there's a leisure centre now
         Em                                               F#mThey got all kinds of sports, they got Bermuda shorts
          Bm                       F#mThey had sex in Pennsylvania, a Brazilian grew a tree
   Em                          F#mA doctor in Manhattan, saved a dying man for free
       BmIt's a miracle
       F#mIt's a miracle
       DIt's a miracle
        F#Another miracle
       GBy the grace of God Almighty

And the pressures of the marketplace
    Em             Em6           F#The human race has civilized itself
       Bm            F#m         EmIt's a miracle
F#sus4    F#  Bm         F#m        Em
F#sus4    

Verse 2
(continue chord pattern)
We got warehouses of butter, we got oceans of wine.
We got famine when we need it, we got designer crime.
We got Mercedes, we got Porsche, Ferrari and Rolls Royce,
Yeah, we got choice.
She said meet me in the Garden of Gethsemene my dear,
The Lord said Peter I can see your house from here.
An honest man finally reaped what he had sown.
And a farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan.
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
It's a miracle
Another miracle

       GBy the grace of God Almighty and the pressures of the marketplace
    Em            Em6            F#The human race has civilized itself
       Bm         F#m         Em          F#sus4   F#     It's a miracle

Verse 3
We cower in our shelters
With our hands over our ears
Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff
Runs for years and years and years and years
An earthquake hits the theatre
But the operetta lingers
Then the piano lid comes down
and breaks his fucking fingers
It's a miracle.


AMUSED TO DEATH
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Bm         		A          G        EmDoctor Doctor what is wrong with me
Bm			A          G        EmThis supermarket life is getting long
Bm			A	G        EmWhat is the heart life of a colour TV		
Bm		        A		G        Em  CWhat is the shelf life of a teenage queen

D   Dsus2  D GOoh Western woman
D   Dsus2  D GOoh Western girl

BmNew hounds sniff the air
	     A           G		EmWhen Jessica Hahn goes down
Bm					  A  G  Em			He latches onto that symbol of detachment
Bm             A      G			Emattracted by the peeling away of feeling
Bm                A     G			  Em  CThe celebrity of the abused shell the belle

D     Dsus2 D GOoh Western woman
D    Dsus2  D   GOoh Western girl

D    Dsus2  D GOoh Western woman
D    Dsus2  D   GOoh Western girl

DAnd the children of Melrose 
D  Dsus2Strut their stuff
  GIs absolute zero cold enough
D		        Dsus2  DAnd out in the valley warm and clean
   GThe little ones sit by their TV screens
D	        Dsus2  DNo thoughts to think
GNo tears to cry
G     A	   BmAll sucked dry
	        A         G	Down to the very last breath
Em		    A Bartender what is wrong with me?
Em		       A	Why am I so out of breath?
Em		    AThe captain said excuse me ma'am
Em		      AThis species has amused itself to death

(intro notes comes in full force)

D        Dsus2  D   G	Amused itself to death
D        Dsus2  D   GAmused itself to death
D	        Dsus2    D       GWe watched the tragedy unfold

We did as we were told
	DWe bought and sold
	       Dsus2   D      GIt was the greatest show on earth

But then it was over
Dwe ohhed and aahed
	         Dsus2   Dwe drove our racing cars
GWe ate our last few jars of cavier
DAnd somewhere out there in the stars
    Dsus2       DA keen-eyed look-out
GSpied a flickering light
             DOur last hurrah
             GOur last hurrah

Em			          AAnd when they found our shadows
Em			    AGrouped around the TV sets
Em			AThey ran down every lead
Em			AThey repeated every test
Bm			            G They checked out all the data on their lists
          BmAnd then the alien anthropologists
G		      Em	     Admitted they were still perplexed
D					         But on eliminating every other reason
Dsus2  D   GFor our sad demise
D                      Dsus2  D    GThey logged the explanation left
G		         BmThis species has amused itself to death

Bm   A   G   Em	       
Bm   A   G   Emrepeat and fade