The Invader Chords

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]On t[Am]he fi[Em]rst s[Am]ix day[Dm]s,
we [Am]lived in trees.
[Dm]We hunte[G]d, farmed,
made bread and cheese.
[Dm]We f[Bb]orged and built, w[Dm]hite,
black, and brown,
the [Am]kingdom of man in
Eden's [Dm]ground.
[Am]An d when we'd made our heaven and hell,
on the seventh day we [Em]killed
[Am]ourselves.[G]
[Am]On t[Dm]he first six days we fought with rocks,
[G]With slings and bows and [Dm]fire locks.
Eye for eye, pound for pound,
We took [Am]our wars to another
man's ground.
On the seventh day [Dm]our k[Em]ith and kin
Wel[Am]comed the dread invader
[Em]in[Am][Em][G]
[Dm]He has no sound, no sight, no smell
No [Gm]reason at [Dm]all on earth to dwell
He has no mind to call his own
His [Em]nature is made by man [Am]alone
You need a machine to know he's fair
In wind and water, [Em]food [Dm]or air[Am][Dm]
He [G]does the work [Dm]of coal and oil,
but no one wants him on their soil.
He is not made in knightly stealth,
he's [Am]made to increase [Em]worldly wealth.
[Dm]An d when his useful l[Em]ife is done,
[Am]they'll [Dm]pay the earth [Em]to see
[Am]him gone.[Dm]
He comes by ship,
he comes by plane,
[G]he comes in [Dm]trucks, he [Bb]comes on [Dm]trains.
We all take tablets every week
in [Em]case they crash or they [Am]find a leak.
The [Em]children know about spent fuel
[Am]Even before they [Em]go to school
[Am][Em][Dm][G][Am][Dm][Am]
Po[Dm]lice and soldiers everywhere
[Am]You're never [Dm]alone [Em]any w[Dm]here
[Em]They watch[Dm] your post[Em],
[Dm]they tap your phone
[Em]They [Am]check your past,
[Em]and they search your h[Am]ome
[Em]They [Dm]give us a [Am]pass, forbid us [Em]arms
In [Dm]case we [Am]mean the [Em]in
vader [Am]harm[Dm]
The invader lives where the jobs are few
He runs it[G]self, [Dm]little to do
Our men work there because
it's near
Replaced [Am]by th[Dm]e death rate e[Am]very year
The poison gases [Em]overhang
[Am]Then blow away to [Em]an
other man's [Am]land[Em]
[Am]They pack [Dm]him into glass and s[Am]teel
And [Em]away in secret to con[Dm]ceal
In oceans, mountains, desert [Bb]holes,
[Dm]as if th[Em]ey were hiding their
[Am]own black souls.
But someday, somewhere,
he'll get out and bring his makers
to [Dm]account.[Am]
On [Dm]the seventh day,
we've proved our worth
as a nuclear dustbin [Dm]for the earth.
A fitting end to set the pace
for a way of [Am]life that depends on waste.
[Am]When our children's children bear the scar[Em],
They'll curse [Dm]us for the fools we are.