Polemic

When I looked ^Cmi through the window ^B

I saw things I ^Cmi couldn’t believe ^B

People running ^Cmi over each other ^Gmi

No one cares ^Cmi about the other ^Gmi

Everyone’s got ^B a machine gun ^F

®: I chan ^Es ge ^F d my mi ^B nd I coul ^Es dn’t ^F watch ^B this

I chan ^Es ge ^F d my mi ^B nd and I chan ^Es ged the channel

^F and I changed ^B the channel on my TV se ^F t ^{Es Cmi}



Hot sun ^Cmi , a desert ^B caravan,

grey ca ^Cmi mels move across yellow sand ^B with a few ghost ^Cmi s,

Bedoui ^Gmi ns dressed in white, ^Cmi dressed in black,

red sta ^Gmi ins, not happy ^B , they’re like very tired. ^F

They’re ^Cmi driven out of their ho ^B me, starving ^Cmi ,

begging for salvati ^B on, looking ^Cmi to the motionless

Heave ^Gmi ns, but there’s just a ^Fmi roaring

bomber bringin ^B g more of the same ^{Gmi Cmi}





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Standin ^Gmi g at my wi ^B ndow,

Looking ^Dmi out at the little ^C kids

Playing ^Gmi with their dogs, ^B

Playing with their friends, ^Dmi

Together, friendly and happy ^F

Tell me ^Gmi Mr. World ^B is it necessary

To tea ^Dmi ch our children to teach ^C our children to fight, ^Gmi to hate, ^B

To car ^Dmi ry a gun and to show ^F them how to kill

I took ^Gmi the remote ^B control

Pushed ^Dmi down, pushed ^C the red trigger

And I ^Gmi turned off the ^B devil, the devil ^Dmi called the ^F TV

^{Gmi B Dmi C Gmi}