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The Sound Of The Markets Crashing Chords

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Will Varley - The Sound of the Markets Crashing

A       D     A    D       A


[Verse 1]
           D                       A
I've been looking for something to hang on to
          D                       A
Looking underneath the sunset of red, orange and blue
        D                          A
As the skies turn black and the winds gently cool
       D                                 A
I see nothing in the distance 'cept the burning of fuel
       D                               A
Which rolls out of the wires and then into our brains
           D                       A
Fills our children's minds with regret and with shame
             D                              A
Till they're dreaming of things which they can't understand
             D                           A
And they're standing in nightclubs with knives in their hands


[Chorus 1]
       D                      A
So parliament's hung, I say hang them in chains
 D                        A 
Try them for murder and capital gains and
 D                               A
Don't let them down 'til their eyes fill with tears
        F#m          E      A
And the sound of the markets crashing

D   A 



[Verse 2]
    D                           A
But I don't really care see I don't really mind
      D                                A
Cuz there's nothing but hounds in the election line
D                          A
As for the edges of these oceans so deep
       D                          A  
I say open the gates this land is not ours to keep
        D                                 A
Because borders they are nothing except a fence around a hole
          D                          A
Where the thieves keep all of the jewels that they stole
         D                             A
And the walls of Westminster they are painted with blood
          D                           A
And they shine with the souls of the slaves that we rob


[Chorus 2]
        D                             A
And the businessman's empire now lies cold in the mud
        D                                   A
And he can't ask for forgiveness because he doesn't have a god,
          D                          A
Except the money in his pockets and his first true love
         F#m          E      A  
And the sound of the markets crashing

D    A

[Verse 3]
       D                             A
Well I'm heading for the hills, I'm selling my TV
            D                           A
Because I'm tired of being told to buy things I don't need
     D                             A
And I know they will accuse me of apathy
        F#m      E        A
But my feet were made for walking


[Chorus 3]
        D                           A
And I'm not coming back until they see what we are
        D                         A
Just a lost little species who stares at the stars
        D                             A 
No I'm not coming back until there's nothing at all,
            F#m          E      A
Except the sound of the markets crashing
            F#m           E    A
Except the sound of the empire crashing
           F#m                E      A
Except the sweet sound of the markets crashing
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Brustschwimmer 40 Oct 28, 2016 11:10 AM

The G#m should definitely be a E, but other than that it still sounds somewhat of to me.

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LessOfAHero 727 Oct 28, 2016 07:48 PM

Spot on! Thanks for that suggestion!

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