You’re A Bullshit Salesman With A Mouthful Of Samples Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em][Am][C][Em][G][Am][C][Em][G][Am][C]
[B][Em][G][Am][C][Em]
[G][Am][C][Em][G][Am][C][B][Em]

[Verse 1]
This is a place that has [Em]no soul
No will to live no where to [G]go
This is a time of much des[B]pair

[Verse 2]
[B][Em]
In a world where gold rules all
The fools are quickly first to fall
[G]They think a god will save them all[B]
[Em]No!

[Verse 3]
They cannot see the pris
[G]ons that surround [D]them
[Em]No! [C#5]The pr[Em]oblems mul[C]
tiplying and compounding
[Em]No! I will not let c[D]hains
of excess pull me
[Em]No! [C#5]In to [Em]a pit[C#5] of fo[C]ol's gold
that will hold [Em]me
[C][B]

[Verse 4]
[Em]
The time [C]to [B]fin[C]d,[Em][C]
we gotta [B]find[Em]
The time [C]to find, the state of [B]mind
[Em]This

[Verse 5]
is a place that has no soul
No will to live no where to go
[G]This is a time of much despai[B]r
[Em]I will not get down on

[Verse 6]
my knees
It's the American dis[G]ease
It's just the way they hold us [B]down
[Em]No! They

[Verse 7]
cannot see the [G]pris
ons that surround [Em]them
No! The problems [C]multiplying
and compounding
[Em]No! I will not l[D]et chains of
excess pull me
[C#5]No! In[Em] to [C]a pit of fool's gold

[Verse 8]
that will hold me
[Em]The time[C] to find,
we [B]gotta find[Bm][Em]
The [C]time to find, the state [B]of[Em][C]
[Bm]mind[C][Em][C][B]

[Verse 9]
It's [Cdim]in side of me[B][Em]

[Verse 10]
And all the lies that you [Em]sold us,
will never hold [Am]us
[C]Now we're [D]just [B]fed up[Em]
And all the fences built around us,
will never [Am]hold up
[C]Now [D]we're [B]just fed [Em]up
When we met you we where hungry,
Yeah we where [Am]starving,
[C]now [D]we're just [B]fed[C] up
[D]We where [B]hungry[C]
[D]Now [B]we're just[Em][G][Am][C][Em][G][Am][C][Em][G][Am]
[C]fed[B] up[Em] ![G][Am][C][Em][G][Am][C][Em][G]
[Am][C][Em]