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Dept Of False Hope ukulele

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Bm
Welcome, my son,
              A      
To where the work is never done
         F#                     G
And the hungry are seldom ever fed.

      Bm
The department of false hope
       A
Is a proving ground for dopes.
              D                                  E F#
And they'll grind your tiny bones to make their bread. (Hosanna.)

G             D                A          F# C# D
So hold your head up high, forgotten man.
G         D                 A   F# C# D
Tomorrow won't be made for you.
G                D                   A            F# C# D
And everybody's gotta try to lend a helping hand.
             G            A               D
For god and man, there's nothing more to do.

Bm
It crackled on the radio
          A
Through bright plumes of the sun.
       F#                                 G
The announcer said the age of faith was dead.
           Bm
Though the adolescent nation
          A
Was just looking for salvation,
      D                             E F#
The beast of reason reared its ugly head. (Hosanna.)

G              D               A          F# C# D
So hold your head up high, forgotten man.
G           D              A   F# C# D
Tomorrow's not for me and you.
G                D                   A           F# C# D
And everybody's gotta try to lend a helping hand.
             G            A                D
For god and man, there's nothing more to do.

Bm
A
F# G

Bm
A
D E F#

            G
From your cradle of destruction,
          A
With the poorest of instruction
        Bm      A           G
And the merest sliver of a tune,
         F#                                C# D
Oh, you managed somehow to muddle through.

G             D                A         F# C# D
So hold your head up high, forgotten man.
G           D              A   F# C# D
Tomorrow's not for me and you.
G                D                   A           F# C# D
And everybody's gotta try to lend a helping hand.
             G             A               D Bm
For god and man, there's nothing more to do.

G         A
There is nothing more...

            
            
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