Small Red Boy Chords & Lyrics - Ajj (andrew Jackson Jihad)

[Am]1 [Am]& [E]2 [E]& [Am]3 [Am]& [Am]4 [E7]&


[INTRO]
[N.C.]
[Am] [Am] [Am] [E]

[VERSE]
[Am]I found a small red [E]boy inside my [Am]tummy [E7]
With [C]three dollars in c[G]hange and a Milky Wa[C]y Lite
In my [E]occasional pursuit to find something more [Am]meaningful
Than[F] yet another word that rhymes with[G] die
I [Am]cut him out and [E]put him on my [Am]table [E7]
His [C]shallow breathing [G]chest would fall and [C]rise
His '[E]South of Heaven' shirt was way too [Am]big for him
His [F]horns were long and sharp and then he[G] opened up those eyes that said
"I [C]am, I am, I [G]am, I am the [Am]truth." [Am]

[INTERLUDE]
[Am] [E7]

[VERSE]
I [Am]showered him with [E]love and adul[Am]ation [E7]
[C]One day he was [G]just as tall as [C]me
I [E]showed him all the books that I was [Am]raised on
Your [F]Madeleine L'Engle and D'Au[G]laires' Mythologies
And in a [Am]montage that could [E]warm the heart of [Am]Hitler [E7]
I [C]raised him up so [G]proud and mothe[C]rly
I [E]swore that I was glancing in a [Am]mirror
When in the [F]language that I taught him, oh god, [G]he began to speak, he said
"I [C]am, I am, I [G]am, I am the [Am]truth"
"I [C]am, I am, I [G]am, I am the [Am]truth" [Am]

[INTERLUDE]
[Am] [E7]

[BRIDGE]
And his [F]eyes became a beacon, an[G] LCD projector
Broadc[E]asting all my memories in a cl[F]ear and vivid picture
His [F]tongue became a staircase, his [G]uvula -- the knocker
Of an [E]ornate wooden door that led me [F]straight into my future
His [F]throat became a hallway with a t[G]housand baby pictures
And [E]I became forgiveness, I trans[F]formed into the closure that I lost
[F] When I learned about [G]the tragedy of all of us
I [E]lost it when I learned about the [F]tragedy of all of us
In[F]corrigible illness in the [G]loved ones hiddenn out of us
I [E]lost it when I learned about the [F]tragedy of all of us
I [F]walked through the hallways to a [G]room of only mirrors
[E]Reflecting me in bondage so I [F]watched myself get freer
I [F]let my horns grow longer
I o[G]bserved my skin get redder
My [Am]soul became a hammer
I s[C]tarted to feel better
My [F]hatred to turned to pity
My [G]resentment blossomed flowers
My [C]bitter tasting ca[E]ndy
My [Am]misery was po[G]wer
The [F]truth in me grew brighter
My [G]nature and my nurture
No more [C]shame
No more [G]fear
No more [Am]dread
I [F]am, I am, I [G]am, I am the [C]truth.