God (London) chords and lyrics - DURAN DURAN, DURAN DURAN

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[Verse 1]
[Em]God created the world,
[Fm]Then created the dev[Em]il to
blame for his mistakes
I [Fm]closed the door of my [Em]hotel room behind me,
It was like closing a chapter in the book of life.
[Em]Outside, thirty floors below,
I could hear the police
Using their sirens like wolf whistles
to pick up young [Em]girls.

[Verse 2]
On TV,
Oliver North (his fifteen
Minutes of fame ticking steadily
away)
Was being fuzzy about crucial events which
had happened a year earlier
What a flake... but then who isn't?
That was Reagan's defence
at least.

[Verse 3]
The worst thing [G]is how politic
[Em]s begin to leak into your life.
Back in our innocence
we used to simply
Stick two fingers up and say
"fk the Queen"
That was about all you had to say anyway,
And then go back to the [G]more important
busi[Em]ness of making music.

[Verse 4]
So why was I sitting [Em]there feeling angry
about
Covert operations [Fm]and illegal [Em]aid to the
Contras?
I mean I'm not even American (may be we all
are a [E]little [Em]bit).
And then I realised it was just the
Thought [E]that in this particular [Em]democracy
And probably every other one in the world,
[Fm]there is somebody in [Em]power
Who thinks he is more right than all
the people who put him there.
All the people who for once in [E]their lives
took an in[Em]terest.

[Verse 5]
[Em]Outside, the wind was howling
the
[D]"Who who's" from
"Sympathy For The Devil"
[Em]Round and [Fm]round the con[Em]crete hotel
walls and corner[Em]s.
That was then, this is...!