people like me chords and lyrics - K'NAAN

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[Intro 1]
[Bm][Am]
[Em][D]
[G]

[Verse 1]
[Am]Heaven,
is there a [Em]chance that you could come down
And [D]open doors to [G]hurting
people like [Am]me[Em]
People like [D]me[G]

[Verse 2]
Is it [G]fair to say [Am]that I am
stressing out
I'm stationed [Em]in Iraq
and they won't let me out
My homeys said I [D]was stupid
for [Em]even join[D]ing
My counselor said that my [G]de
cision was [D]disappointing
[G]How she[Am] had good for
good state colleges
And [Em]with my good [G]grades it wouldn't
have been a [Em]problem
[D]But they don't understand
the power of significance
[G]More than brilliance and cer
[Em]tainly more than difference
[Am]And if you ask me now would I repeat it
Would [Em]I fight in a war I don't believe in
Well the [D]answer is if not me
where the cancer is
[G]They been doing this before
Jesus of Nazareth
[Am]And after all this time it is still
deadly hazardous
[Em]And bush isn't really being
all that inaccurate
[D]When he says we're winning the
war cos its staggering
[G]But that's cause we're killing
everybody that we see
And [Am]most of us soldiers
we can barely fall asleep
And [Em]time and time again I'm
feeling incompetent
Cos [D]my women back home,
we're constantly arguing
And I [G]must be crazy cos
all I'm obsessing with is
Her [Am]Myspace and
Facebook and who's commenting
I swear to [Em]god if she's cheatin'
I'm doing her ass in
I can [D]tell with one look and it
came to me
Sounding like something
[G]from a song hook

[Verse 3]
[Am]Heaven, is there a [Em]chance that
you could come down
And [D]open doors to hurting
[G]people like me[Am]
People [Em]like [D]me[G]

[Verse 4]
Meet [Am]Sarah,
the proud mother of young Sebastian
[Em]Sub urban professional went
to college in [D]shton
In self pity she suddenly cried
Would [G]my life be important if
I suddenly died?
Neighbors [Am]saying what a nice
women she was
Keeping [Em]mostly to herself ever
since the divorce
And with the [D]company
downsizing and the fall and all
[G]She really shouldn't take
it that personal at all
[Am]It wasn't her boss who had
his eyes on her thighs
And got [Em]a rise from her rising
off the desk though
And [D]despite remembering
saying no plenty of times
It was [G]still a damn surprise
being let go
And now [Am]stuck with a mortgage
she cant afford
And too [Em]educated to blame
the corporate world
She got [D]on welfare and hated
it case work a power tripping
[G]And generally being degraded if
Nothing [Am]else she was treated
sick
And ineffective [Em]which is the worst thing
That she'd been left [D]with
Damn, no ma[G]gic from David Blane
No painter to pain this pain
No Mor[Am]gan Freeman to narrate the shame
So she took [Em]refuge and prayer
Kinda like finding god [D]in the phone book
And it came to her sounding
something [G]like a song hook

[Verse 5]
[Am]Heaven, is there a [Em]chance that
you could come down
[D]And open doors to hurting
[G]people like me[Am]
People [Em]like [D]me[G]

[Verse 6]
I [Am]guess I told you about myself to a degree
[Em]Just by telling you about
people like me
[D]But people like me they
speak politely
They don't [Em]start no beef or [D]peace
[G]Everybod[Am]y gotta eat
but everybody doesn't
Which is [Em]why I want to tell
you about my favorite cousin
He [D]and I grew up where the sun shines
And we [G]both partook with the gun crimes
And we [Am]both liked American rap rhymes
Even [Em]though we didn't
understand one line
If you re[D]member my line of
notes in my last album
I talked [G]about a close call with a grenade
I think [Am]we both must have been
about 7th grade
But don't [Em]panic we both
survived without damage
But we de[D]veloped a bond like we
survived the titanic
But when the [G]country
became frantic
My mother tried to get us out, [Am]planned it
To the last detail except
the plan [Em]got derailed
Cos there wasn't enough
money for the [D]plain tickets
How bitter when my mother had to
[G]chose who to take with her
So my cousin got [Am]left in the war
and that's just hard to re[Em]call
But now I take refuge and prayer
[D]Kinda like finding god
in the phone book
It came [G]to me sounding kinda like

[Verse 7]
something from a song hook
[Am]Heaven, is there a [Em]chance that
you could come down
And [D]open doors to [G]hurting
people like [Am]me[Em]
People like [D]me[G]

[Verse 8]
[Am]Heaven, is there a [Em]chance that
you could come down
And [D]open doors to [G]hurting
people like [Am]me[Em]
People like [D]me

[Outro 1]
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