Chords for Sunday Morning - NoName Gypsy

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It's _ [Em] _ _ Sunday _
[Am] _ _ _ morning and the birds [G] are lovely.
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[Am] It's Sunday morning and the birds are lovely.
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[Am] It's Sunday morning and [D] the birds [G] are lovely.
[Em] All my raps whisper _ [Am] unintelligence, unrelenting, irrelevant,
[D] chiseled in the sediment, lettermen [Em] on the late night scene.
You don't know [Am] the half Mr.
Bubble Bath, epitaph [G] jaded in the grass.
[Em] What's that?
A massacre, [Am] a mass appeal, to Apple [D] stores and [G] Rapple stores.
I wonder who's [Em] gonna win the lottery, if [Am] Google Maps can see my house.
Yo, [D] I wonder who is watching me, satellite hypocrisy like,
write up [B] the block for me, [A] write up the doctor [D] fees.
Another brown boy down, another mother [Em] crying,
cause another brown boy [Am] found.
And all you wanna do is smoke weed [G] and write songs?
_ [Em] _ Bang, bang, sound like [Am] violence.
Poverty was made to [D] doorframe all the violence.
[Em] Knock, knock, and guess who's not [Am] there?
The police.
And [D] guess who [G] don't care?
The people.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] Sunday, Sunday [G] _ morning.
[Em] And the birds are [Am] lovely.
_ _ _ Sunday, [G] Sunday morning.
_ [Em] And the birds are [Am] lovely.
_ Sunday, _ [Em] _ Sunday morning.
_ _ And my mama love me, [Am] and my granny love me, [D] and my auntie love me.
You close your [Em] third eye and look what you [Am] realize,
and look what you realize, your [G] water is privatized,
your liquor is [Em] idolized, the government mastermind,
[Am] now that's the Illuminati and that's after your [G]
soul.
Universal [Em] mind control, let me see you [Am] robot.
Racism construct, [Em] let me see [G] you robot.
They [Em] woulda ended war if war didn't make [Am] em rich.
I ain't tryna help you smoke [D] if you ain't tryna help me quit.
Downtown [Em] dichotomy, I bet you I could [Am] politic,
I could even paint [D] Jackson where [G] the Pollock sits.
Baby, [Em] Rammo, concrete, [Am] Satchmo, _ musicality, _ [D] travesty,
I'm a photo, shake me [Em] up, light me glitter, light [Am] me thinner.
_ _ [D] Recast, gingerbread [G] snap, no Oprah, [Em] or oxygen, or [Am] darker skin,
I'm the training [D] ground for a [G] rainbow, it's like Pop [Em] Pop's kiddo bag.
Ask me where the [Am] riddle at, and I'll serve you Ritalin,
double coated in [G] cinnamon, no harmonies, just synonyms.
Sunday hymns, praise [Am] the Lord, and the drugs that raise me,
baptized [G] in saline, they found my parachute under the rubble,
[Am] I found redemption under the tunnels, don't get [G]
trapped.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [Bm] Sunday, Sunday [Am] _ morning.
And [C] the birds are lovely. _ _ _ _ _ _ _