The American Ruse Chords by Mc5
Tempo:
86.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Cm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] [G] [C]
Told you in school about freedom, but when you try to be free they never let you.
They said it's easy, nothing to it, and now the Army's out to get you.
[F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in [C] molasses.
I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes [G] and I'm finally getting hip to the American [C] ruse.
I'm gonna say the pledge of allegiance before they beat me bloody down at the station.
They haven't got a word out of me since I got a billion years probation.
[F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in molasses.
[C] I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes and [G] I'm sick to my guts of the American [C] ruse.
[A] Phony stars, oh no.
Funny cars, oh no.
Cheap guitars, oh no.
Jones, Quimby, Denver.
[G]
Welcome back, Sonic.
[C]
[G]
[C] The way they pull you over is suspicious.
Care for something that just ain't your fault.
If you complain they're gonna get vicious.
Kicking your dick and charge you with assault.
[F] Yeah, but I can see the chickens coming home to root.
There are people everywhere, I'm gonna cook their [C] goose.
Lots of kids are working to give me the blues.
[G] Everybody's sick of the American [C] ruse.
Well, well, well, take a look around.
[G]
Told you in school about freedom, but when you try to be free they never let you.
They said it's easy, nothing to it, and now the Army's out to get you.
[F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in [C] molasses.
I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes [G] and I'm finally getting hip to the American [C] ruse.
I'm gonna say the pledge of allegiance before they beat me bloody down at the station.
They haven't got a word out of me since I got a billion years probation.
[F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in molasses.
[C] I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes and [G] I'm sick to my guts of the American [C] ruse.
[A] Phony stars, oh no.
Funny cars, oh no.
Cheap guitars, oh no.
Jones, Quimby, Denver.
[G]
Welcome back, Sonic.
[C]
[G]
[C] The way they pull you over is suspicious.
Care for something that just ain't your fault.
If you complain they're gonna get vicious.
Kicking your dick and charge you with assault.
[F] Yeah, but I can see the chickens coming home to root.
There are people everywhere, I'm gonna cook their [C] goose.
Lots of kids are working to give me the blues.
[G] Everybody's sick of the American [C] ruse.
Well, well, well, take a look around.
[G]
Key:
C
G
F
Cm
A
C
G
F
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Told you in school about freedom, but when you try to be free they never let you.
They said it's easy, nothing to it, and now the Army's out to get you.
[F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in [C] molasses.
I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes [G] and I'm finally getting hip to the American [C] ruse.
_ _ _ _ _ I'm gonna say the pledge of allegiance before they beat me bloody down at the station.
They haven't got a word out of me since I got a billion years probation.
_ [F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in molasses.
[C] I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes and [G] I'm sick to my guts of the American [C] ruse.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Phony stars, oh no.
Funny cars, oh no.
Cheap guitars, oh no.
Jones, Quimby, Denver.
_ [G] _
Welcome back, Sonic.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] The way they pull you over is suspicious.
Care for something that just ain't your fault.
If you complain they're gonna get vicious.
Kicking your dick and charge you with assault.
[F] Yeah, but I can see the chickens coming home to root.
There are people everywhere, I'm gonna cook their [C] goose.
Lots of kids are working to give me the blues.
[G] Everybody's sick of the American [C] ruse.
_ _ Well, well, well, take a look _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ around.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ Told you in school about freedom, but when you try to be free they never let you.
They said it's easy, nothing to it, and now the Army's out to get you.
[F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in [C] molasses.
I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes [G] and I'm finally getting hip to the American [C] ruse.
_ _ _ _ _ I'm gonna say the pledge of allegiance before they beat me bloody down at the station.
They haven't got a word out of me since I got a billion years probation.
_ [F] 69 American terminal stasis, the air's so thick it's like it's grounded in molasses.
[C] I'm sick and tired of paying these dudes and [G] I'm sick to my guts of the American [C] ruse.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Phony stars, oh no.
Funny cars, oh no.
Cheap guitars, oh no.
Jones, Quimby, Denver.
_ [G] _
Welcome back, Sonic.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] The way they pull you over is suspicious.
Care for something that just ain't your fault.
If you complain they're gonna get vicious.
Kicking your dick and charge you with assault.
[F] Yeah, but I can see the chickens coming home to root.
There are people everywhere, I'm gonna cook their [C] goose.
Lots of kids are working to give me the blues.
[G] Everybody's sick of the American [C] ruse.
_ _ Well, well, well, take a look _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ around.
_ _ _ _ [G] _