Chords for Church Hymn For The Condemned
Tempo:
136 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
E
B
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[B] [G#]
[F#m] [A]
[B]
[F#m] [A] Life's like the feeling when you had [E] a point, but [B] forgot it.
[F#m] Had a ticket [A] for my train of thought, [E] [B] but I lost it.
[F#m] God gave [A] me instructions [Em] on how to live my [Bm] life, [F#m] but I couldn't [A] read his handwriting,
[E] so I [B] burnt them last night.
[A] But I [E] take the beauty of [F#m] chaos over [D] ugly perfection.
[A] I've woken up on the wrong [E] side of the bed, [F#m] every day since [D] 1987.
[A] I can feel [E] myself slipping away [F#m] from any chance [D] of redemption.
[A] But that's okay, cause if [E] it's where fall will go, [F#m] then I don't even [D] want any part of heaven.
A guy [A] on TV offered [Em] to save my soul [Bm] toll-free,
[F#m] but that would have [A] required getting up off [E] the couch, so I was [Bm] too lazy.
[B] [F#] Instead [A] I wait in the bushes, [E] outside of a cop's house, [Bm] holding a 12 [G#]-gauge.
[A] God isn't dead, but [A#] I'll get that bastard [Bm] someday.
[E] And I take the beauty of my chaos [F#m] over anyone [D] else's perfection.
[A] I've still woken up on the [E] wrong side of the bed, [F#m] every day since [A] 1987.
Nothing scares me [E] as much as the fact that [F#m] I don't give a shit for [D] redemption.
[A] But that's okay, cause [E] if it's where lip-lock goes, then [F#m] I don't even want any part of heaven.
[F#]
[N]
Hail Satan!
[B] [G#]
[F#m] [A]
[B]
[F#m] [A] Life's like the feeling when you had [E] a point, but [B] forgot it.
[F#m] Had a ticket [A] for my train of thought, [E] [B] but I lost it.
[F#m] God gave [A] me instructions [Em] on how to live my [Bm] life, [F#m] but I couldn't [A] read his handwriting,
[E] so I [B] burnt them last night.
[A] But I [E] take the beauty of [F#m] chaos over [D] ugly perfection.
[A] I've woken up on the wrong [E] side of the bed, [F#m] every day since [D] 1987.
[A] I can feel [E] myself slipping away [F#m] from any chance [D] of redemption.
[A] But that's okay, cause if [E] it's where fall will go, [F#m] then I don't even [D] want any part of heaven.
A guy [A] on TV offered [Em] to save my soul [Bm] toll-free,
[F#m] but that would have [A] required getting up off [E] the couch, so I was [Bm] too lazy.
[B] [F#] Instead [A] I wait in the bushes, [E] outside of a cop's house, [Bm] holding a 12 [G#]-gauge.
[A] God isn't dead, but [A#] I'll get that bastard [Bm] someday.
[E] And I take the beauty of my chaos [F#m] over anyone [D] else's perfection.
[A] I've still woken up on the [E] wrong side of the bed, [F#m] every day since [A] 1987.
Nothing scares me [E] as much as the fact that [F#m] I don't give a shit for [D] redemption.
[A] But that's okay, cause [E] if it's where lip-lock goes, then [F#m] I don't even want any part of heaven.
[F#]
[N]
Hail Satan!
Key:
A
F#m
E
B
D
A
F#m
E
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [A] Life's like the feeling when you had [E] a point, but [B] forgot it.
_ [F#m] _ Had a ticket [A] for my train of thought, [E] _ _ _ [B] but I lost it.
_ [F#m] _ _ God gave [A] me instructions _ [Em] on how to live my [Bm] life, _ [F#m] _ _ but I couldn't [A] read his handwriting,
[E] so I [B] burnt them last night.
_ [A] _ But I [E] take the beauty of [F#m] chaos over [D] ugly perfection.
_ [A] I've woken up on the wrong [E] side of the bed, [F#m] every day since [D] _ 1987.
_ [A] _ I can feel [E] myself slipping away [F#m] from any chance [D] of redemption. _
_ [A] But that's okay, cause if [E] it's where fall will go, [F#m] then I don't even [D] want any part of heaven.
_ A guy [A] on TV offered [Em] to save my soul [Bm] toll-free, _
_ [F#m] but that would have [A] required getting up off [E] the couch, so I was [Bm] too lazy. _
_ [B] _ [F#] _ Instead [A] I wait in the bushes, [E] outside of a cop's house, [Bm] holding a 12 [G#]-gauge.
[A] God isn't dead, _ but [A#] I'll get that bastard [Bm] someday. _
_ [E] And I take the beauty of my chaos [F#m] over anyone [D] else's perfection. _
[A] I've still woken up on the [E] wrong side of the bed, [F#m] every day since _ [A] _ 1987.
_ _ Nothing scares me [E] as much as the fact that [F#m] I don't give a shit for [D] redemption. _
[A] But that's okay, cause [E] if it's where lip-lock goes, then [F#m] I don't even want any part of heaven.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Hail Satan! _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [A] Life's like the feeling when you had [E] a point, but [B] forgot it.
_ [F#m] _ Had a ticket [A] for my train of thought, [E] _ _ _ [B] but I lost it.
_ [F#m] _ _ God gave [A] me instructions _ [Em] on how to live my [Bm] life, _ [F#m] _ _ but I couldn't [A] read his handwriting,
[E] so I [B] burnt them last night.
_ [A] _ But I [E] take the beauty of [F#m] chaos over [D] ugly perfection.
_ [A] I've woken up on the wrong [E] side of the bed, [F#m] every day since [D] _ 1987.
_ [A] _ I can feel [E] myself slipping away [F#m] from any chance [D] of redemption. _
_ [A] But that's okay, cause if [E] it's where fall will go, [F#m] then I don't even [D] want any part of heaven.
_ A guy [A] on TV offered [Em] to save my soul [Bm] toll-free, _
_ [F#m] but that would have [A] required getting up off [E] the couch, so I was [Bm] too lazy. _
_ [B] _ [F#] _ Instead [A] I wait in the bushes, [E] outside of a cop's house, [Bm] holding a 12 [G#]-gauge.
[A] God isn't dead, _ but [A#] I'll get that bastard [Bm] someday. _
_ [E] And I take the beauty of my chaos [F#m] over anyone [D] else's perfection. _
[A] I've still woken up on the [E] wrong side of the bed, [F#m] every day since _ [A] _ 1987.
_ _ Nothing scares me [E] as much as the fact that [F#m] I don't give a shit for [D] redemption. _
[A] But that's okay, cause [E] if it's where lip-lock goes, then [F#m] I don't even want any part of heaven.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Hail Satan! _ _ _ _ _ _