No Lodging For The Mad Chords & Lyrics - The Taxpayers

I have been [G]making presentations for a final escalation
I have been [C]praying to the god of giving [G]up.
She says, [C]"Lock, lock, lock the door b[G]ehind yo[Em]u now,
before the [C]criminals and the [D]cops break in your h[G]ouse”.
Oh, I have [G]looked so hard for a [C]place where I could [G]die.
But the [C]winners up there of [G]high-end [Em]living
won't [C]allow the broken [D]insane to a[G]rise.
So fuck this [C]city. Fuck this [G]job. They cut you do[C]wn before you even reach the to[G]p.
In a [C]god-fearing land, there ain't no [G]lodging for the [Em]mad;
you can't get [C]high enough to [D]breathe before you [G]drown.
I'm gonna [G]go back to that factory, where they [C]make, make, make moving [G]parts
that will [C]take, take, take you [G]very far a[Em]way.
In the [C]flash of a pack of [D]matches, I will be [G]gone.
So fuck this [C]city. Fuck this [G]job. They break you [C]down before you even reach the [G]top.
In a [C]god-fearing land, there ain't no [G]lodging for the [Em]mad;
you can't get [C]high enough to [D]breathe
you can't get [C]high enough to [D]breathe
you can't get [C]high enough to [D]breathe before you [G]drown.

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Optional: "walk" the chord down when going from G to Em by playing G chord, F# note, then Em chord.
Pretty simple. Listen to the song