Road To Joy Chords by Bright Eyes

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The sun came [F#] up with no [C#] conclusions, _ flowers sleeping in their beds, the city _ _ cemeteries
humming, I'm wide awake, it's morning.
_ _ _ _ _ _ I have my drugs, I have my woman, they keep away my loneliness.
My parents, they have their religion, but sleep in separate _ houses. _
_ _ _ _ [F] I read the body count out of the [A#] paper, [C] _ _ [A#m] _ _ [D#m] _ [F#] and now it's [Fm] written all over my [C#] face.
_ _ _ _ _ [F] No one ever plans [C] to sleep [Fm] out in [A#] the gutters.
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[Fm] Sometimes that's just the most comfortable [C#] place. _ _ _ _ _
So I'm drinking, [F#] breathing, writing, [C#] singing, _ every day I'm [D#] on the clock.
[C#] My mind races [F#] with [C#] all my longings, but can't keep up with what I got.
_ _ _ _ _ So I [A#m] hope I [F#] don't sound too _ [C#] ungrateful, but history gave modern men a [F#] telephone to talk
to [C#] strangers, machine guns and a camera lens.
_ _ _ _ So when [F] you're asked to fight a [Cm] war [Fm] that's [A#] over nothing, [C] _ _ [C#] _ _ [D#] _ _ [F#] it's best to join [Fm] the side that's gonna [C#] win.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] And no one's sure [Cm] how _ [Fm] this got [A#] started, [C] _ [C#] _ but [D#] we're gonna make [F#] them goddamn certain [Fm] how
it's gonna [C#] end.
Oh yeah we will, oh yeah we will.
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Well I could have been a famous singer if I had someone _ else's voice, but failures always sounded better.
Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise! _ _ _ _ _ _
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The sounds came [F#] up with no _
[C#] conclusions, but sleeping in the beds, the city slammed on
the terraces, a man that I'm wide awake is _ running. _ _ _ _ _ _
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