Wind-Up

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
[D][A][D][Em][A][D]

[Verse 1]
When I was [D]young[Em][D]
and they packed me off [F#]to school
And [G]taught me [D]how not to play [A]the game[D]
I didn't mind if they
groomed me for success
[F#]Or i[G]f they said that[D] I was just a fo[Em]ol[A]
[D]So I left there in the morn[Em]ing
[D]With their God tucked
underneath my [F#]arm
Their [G]half-assed [D]smiles and
the book of rules
[Asus4][A]

[Verse 2]
[D]And I asked this God a questio[Em]n[D]
And by way of firm [F#]reply
He said [G]"I'm not the kind you
[D]have to wind up on [A]Sundays"
[D]So to my old [Em]headmas[Asus4]ter
[D]and to anyone who [F#]cares
Be[G]fore I'm through [D]I'd
like to say my [A]prayers[D]
I don't be[Em]lieve you
You had the [D]whole damn thing all [F#]wrong
[G]He's not the kind you [D]have
to wind up on [A]Sundays

[Verse 3]
Well, you can [G]excommunicate [A]me
on my [D]way to Sunday [Bm]school
And have [G]all the bishops [A]harmonize these [B]lines

[Interlude 1]
[B][Bm]
[D][Em][D][Bm][D][Em][D][B][E][D][A][B][E][D][A]

[Verse 4]
[B]How do you dare tell me that
I'm my father's son
[Bm]When that [G]was just an accide[D]nt of birt[F#]h
I'd [B]rather look around me,
compose a better song
[Bm]'Cause that'[G]s the hon
[D]est measure of my [F#]worth
In your [G]pomp and all your [A]glory
you're a [D]poorer man than me
As you [G]lick the boots of [A]death

[Interlude 2]
born out of fear
[B][Bm][B]

[Verse 5]
When I was [B]young and
they packed me off to school
[Bm]And [G]taught me how
[D]not to play [F#]the [B]game
I didn't mind if they groomed
me for success
[Bm]Or if th[G]ey said that I was[D] just a fool[F#]
So I [G]left there in [A]the morning
With their [D]God under my arm
[G]Their half-assed [A]smiles and the book of [B]rules

[Interlude 3]
[B][Bm]
[B][Bm][B][Bm][B][Bm][B][Bm][B]
[Bm][B][Bm][B]
Well, [Bm]you can

[Verse 6]
[G]excommunic[A]ate me
on my [D]way to Sunday school
Have [G]all the bishops [A]harmonize [B]these lines

[Interlude 4]
[B][D]
[Em][Asus4][D][F#][G][D][Em][D][A][B][A][D]
When I [Em]was young

[Verse 7]
[D]and they packed
me off [F#]to school
[G]And taught me how [D]not to
play the [Asus4]game[A][B][A][D]
I didn't [Em]mind if they [D]groomed
me for suc[F#]cess
Or [G]if they said that [D]I was just a f[A]ool
So [D]to my old [Em]headmaster [Asus4]and
[D]to anyone who[F#] cares
Be[G]fore I'm through I'd
[D]like to say [A]my prayers

[Verse 8]
Well, you can [G]excommunic[A]ate me
on my [D]way to Sunday [Bm]school
And have [G]all the bishops
[A]harmonize [B]these lines

[Verse 9]
[D]
I don't believe [Em]you
You had the [D]whole damn
thing all [F#]wrong
He's [G]not the kind [D]you have
to wind up on [A]Sundays