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Not My Revolution Oi Oi Oi ukulele

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Intro:

A
F F
A
F F

Am F
F G
Am F
F G

Verse:
Am   F              F         G
    I say I've got nothing to live for like
Am Am F                 F             G
                there's someone who does
Am   F           F      G
    I say I feel so betrayed like there's
Am Am F                         F        G
                someone that's safe to trust


F                 F                     G
And I'm not for inaction, but I am for despair.

Am F F G

  F           F        G
May this resignation lead us to battle
                    Am       F
against forces we know will destroy us
F                  G
before they really know we're there.

Am F
F G

Am               F                  G             F
I'm fighting for something between apocalypse and liberation.
Am                 F                 G                F
I'm struggling for something between apathy and desperation.
Am                      F                 F                 G
And just because I'm an anarchist doesn't mean that I won't burn a black flag
Am                       F               F                   G
while you're wishing for utopia, I just hope the cops don't search my paper bag.



Chorus:

Am    F      G          F
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Am    F      G          F
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!

A
F F
A
F F

Am F
F G
Am F
F G


Am       F       F        G
    You look out over the on-ramp and
Am Am F                  F        G
                all you can do is sigh.
Am       F             F       G
    I can see that the interstate and the litter
Am Am F                 F        G
                 make you wanna die.

F                     F      G            Am     F          F        G 
But the way that the morning sun hits the gasoline rising over concrete;
F                            F     G
well it just seems so beautiful to me. Yeah!

Am F
F G
Am F
F G

Am              F             G               F
You're fighting for a globe covered again in fields and forests.
Am                F                        G        F
I'm thinking of a world without bricks and it just seems so boring.
Am             F                  F                  G
But keep your thumb out and we'll make Burlington by 7:30.
Am            F                   F                   G
You wish the world was clean but I'm in love with the way it's dirty.

Am    F         G       F
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Am    F         G       F
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!

A
F F
A
F F

Am F
F G
Am F
F G


Am      F            F           G   
     He listens to a traffic report
Am Am F                   F           G
     about the jam on the way to the city.
Am        F         F      G
And it's only a couple of exits
Am Am  F               F         G       F
   but it seems like a million miles to Philly.
      F               G
But I know that we'll make it
Am        F          F     G
   to the punk house somehow.
F                  F             G
And I know when we walk in the door
Am   F     F     G
it will be about
Am               F                G              F
who can talk feminism the best to get into girls pants,
Am                     F                 G          F
and who can quote Emma Goldman the most without having to dance.
Am                F              F  G
And singing those stupid protest songs.
Am                      F                          F                   G
He says  that music can change the world, but with lyrics like that, I'm so glad hes wrong.

Am    F          G      F
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Am    F          G      F
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!


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