Barenaked Ladies

^F This is where the ^Bb helicopters ^Gm came to take me ^C away
^F This is where the ^Bb children used to ^Gm play
^F This is only ^Bb half a mile ^Gm away from the ^C attack
^F This is where my ^Bb life changed in a ^Gm day
^C And then it changed back
Buried in the din of rotor noise and close explosions
I do my best to synthesize the sounds and my emotions
This is where the allies bombed the school,
They say by mistake
Here nobody takes me for a fool, just for a fake
Later at the hotel bar, the journalists are waiting
I hurry back to my guitar while they're commiserating
Chorus
^F And I'll be ^Bb leaving ^Gm soon ^C
F I'll be ^Bb leaving ^Gm soon ^C
Verse 2
Just as soon as we were on the ground
We were back in the jet
Just another three day foreign tour we'd never forget
It's hard to sympathize with all this devastation
Hopping 'round from site to site like tourists on vacation
Bridge
^F I ^Eb can't help ^D anyone cause ev ^Am eryone's so ^C cold
^F Ever ^Eb yone's so ^C# skepti ^C cal of e ^F verything they're ^D told
^F And even I get ^Bb sick of ^Gm needing to be ^C sold
Verse 3
Though it's only half a month away, the media's gone
An entertaining scandel broke today, but I can't move on
I'm haunted by a story and I do my best to tell it
Can't even give this stuff away, why would I sell it?
Everybody's laughing, while at me they point a finger
A world that loves its irony must hate the protest singer
And here's the little fill they do between the chorus and the next
verse and at the end of the song (I think this is actually on a flute)

That's it.