WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Jay Brannan - Goddamned Ukulele | Ver. 1
[Verse]
F Dm
I'm marching to Zion
Am G
A camera in my hand
F Dm
I hear people cryin'
Am G
Dyin' for this blood-stained land
F Dm
The streets of old Jerusalem
Am G
Are lined with souvenirs and those buying them
F Dm
It sounds cold, but I cannot see
Am G
How this theme park has shaped history
[Chorus]
F Dm Am G
Cause virgins don't have babies and water, it isn't wine
F Dm
And there's a holy spirit maybe
Am G Em
But she would never rent a room with walls built by mankind
F Dm Am G
Mary and Mohammed are screaming through the clouds
F Dm
For you to lay your goddamned arms down
Am Em G
Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned ground
[Verse]
F Dm
Stand in line patiently
Am G
To supercharge your rosary
F Dm
Or stuff your prayers inside this wall
Am G
We once had God trapped in this great hall
F Dm
But we've been cast out from this place
Am G
They say a prophet floated from here to outer space
F Dm
Am I crazy? Maybe it's me
Am G
But this all sounds like mythology
[Chorus]
F Dm Am G
Cause virgins don't have babies and water, it isn't wine
F Dm
And there's a holy spirit maybe
Am G Em
But she would never rent a room with walls built by mankind
F Dm Am G
Mary and Mohammed are screaming through the clouds
F Dm
For you to lay your goddamned arms down
Am Em G
Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned ground
[Bridge]
F Dm
Zeus was afraid of his girlfriend
Am G
So he swallowed her in bed
F Dm
He bore forth Athena
Am G
When they cracked open his head
F
Her brother tried to rape her
Dm
Athena got away
Am G
And when his seed hit the ground
G
The grass gave birth that day
F Dm
Now we all freely admit
Am
This story's clearly bullsh*t
G
No one would lay down their life
F
Or start a war for it
Em
So throw your stones and pray
Dm
You'll be rewarded someday
Am
I hope it all goes your way
Am
But something tells me
Em Dm
No one's coming to save you
Em Dm
No one's coming to save you
Em Dm
No one's coming to save you
Am
Save yourselves
G
From turning earth into hell
Em Dm
No one's coming to save you
Em Dm
No one's coming to save you
Em Dm
No one's coming to save you
Am
Save yourselves
N.C.
From turning earth into hell
F Dm Am G
Mary and Mohammed are screaming through the clouds
F Dm
For you to lay your goddamned arms down
Am Em Am G
Rip your bigot roots up from the earth and salt the goddamned ground