Parade Of The Dead chords and lyrics - HILLTOP HOODS

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[Intro 1]
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[D][Am][F]
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[D][Am][F][Am]
[F]Quarter to

[Verse 1]
[Am]midnight,
a sea of slaughter I'm [C]in flight,
[G]Red running [C]water getting
[Am]caught in the rip tide,
[D]Cars out of order man I [Am]thought
I could hitch [F]hike,
Sporting a chainsaw for I'm
avoiding a fist fight,
[Am]The evacuation went ahead,
But bullet [G]fire caressed [C]my head
I was left for [Am]dead,
[F#m]Awoke in hell [D]and knowing [Am]well
the fed[F]s had fled,
Before the sun set [Am]in red,
[F]The witching

[Verse 2]
[Am]hour that
approaches has a [C]host of,
[G]Seven plagues, [Am]packs of locusts,
rats and roaches,
[D]Fat and bloated [Am]corpses
lacking [F]focus,
Trapped in the throws of attacking
that that's closest,
[Am]Legs aching from the pace
that I'm running at,
[G]Death cha[C]sing aint saf[G]e till
the sun is back,
Escap[F]ing the [D]cityscape like a lumber[Am]jack,
My own [F]wakes the only way that
I'm coming [Am]back,
The outer limits,
found a house in thick[C]ets,
Heard a [Am]shout as a shot
rang out to witness,
The [D]foulest dead disem
[F]boweled and gizzards,
Their rival in his final hour or minutes,
Num[Am]b with fear, holding gun to ear,
[C]He [G]said ‘Run, it's clear till the [C]sun appears,
[Am]Tell my

[Verse 3]
[D]son his [F]dear loving [Am]mum is near,
[F]See you in hell man I'm done
with [Am]here'

[Verse 4]
[Am]CHORUS
They built my city on top of a grave,
[C]Now the dead roam the street
like a rotting parade,
[Am]They poured gasoline on top [F]of a lake,And then they
set it on fire so nobody escaped,
[Am]They built my city on top of a grave,
Now the [C]dead roam the street
like a rotting [Am]parade,
[D]Quarantine[Am]d and forgotten for days,
[F]These are the stories of those
who have [Am]gotten away

[Verse 5]
VERSE 2: SUFFA I thought I might,
[Am]
Drown in sweat when I heard [C]the sound FX,
[G]Of finger[C]nails running down my fence,
[Am]Was it riote[D]rs,
rats or [Am]malcontent[F]s?
I pulled my blinds back a crack like [C]Malcolm [F]X,
The scene was [Am]sirens, violence,
[C]car alarms,
My neighbour waving from his
yard with half an arm,
Viet[D]nam in the suburbs,
the [Am]walking [F]dead,
Burning down the house like [Am]Talking Heads,
A city on fire not a [C]city of god,
A [G]city that [C]hides from a hideous mob,
[Am]The [D]zombie flick[Am]s,
man I've [F]seen ‘em a lot,
Enough to know when it's time to
get the [Am]fuck out of dodge,
Only [C]packed the necessities,
Toothbrush, porno, souped- up [Am]weaponry,
And [D]just for the [Am]fun of it, I
stole my neighbours [F]Hummer,
Put spikes out the [Am]side and tied a
[G]chainsaw to the [Am]front of it,
[F]
[Am]I cut up heads and shoulders,
knees and toes,
[C]Knees and [Am]toes, [C]knees and [G]toes,
I cut up [Am]heads and shoulders,
knees and toes,
[F]Knees and [C]toes, [Am]knees and toes

[Verse 6]
[Am]CHORUS
They built my city on top of a grave,
[C]Now the dead roam the street
like a rotting parade,
[Am]They poured gasoline on top of a lake,
[F]And then they set it on
fire [Am]so nobody escaped,
[F]The[Am]y built my city on top of a grave,
Now the [C]dead roam the street
like a rotting [Am]parade,
[D]Quarantine[Am]d and forgotten for days,
[F]These are the stories of those who have gotten [Am]away

[Outro 1]
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