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Great Imperialist State chords

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Verse 1:

Bm                    D                              Bm                      
There's a farmer in a distant country working on the land
               D                        Bm
A hat upon his head and a shovel in his hand
              F#                          G
Till the soil plant the seed wait a while cut the leaf
                               Bm
And send another cup of tea to me

Verse 2:

Bm                  D                        Bm
I'm a spoiled child of the great imperialist state
                 D                              Bm
I cannot kill my meat nor grow the food upon my plate
                      F#                             G
I never walked a mile to the well, when the tap runs dry to tell
                            Bm
What will become of you and me

Chorus:

C#                      Bm
What will become of us, who will give us trust
Em                         Bm                F#                  G
Will you believe me when I say I never loved profiting from your pain
                         F#
That I felt shame when I looked the other way

Verse 3:

Bm                            D                       Bm
Woke up this morning, the revolution knocking down my door
                 D                                 Bm
Those capitalist pigs? No, they don't live here anymore
                          F#          
Slipped out the back door into my car how far can you drive how far

Verse 4:

Bm                    D                              Bm
There's a farmer in a distant country working on the land
                   D                            Bm
Food turned into flowers for the uptown florist stand
                       F#                    G
What you saved another paid to turn his soil into sand
                                Bm
The world will not deliver on demand

Chorus:

C#                      Bm
What will become of us, who will give us trust
Em                         Bm                F#                  G
Will you believe me when I say I never loved profiting from your pain
                         F#
That I felt shame when I looked the other way

            
            
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