Church - Myrrh

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                               Myrrh    (Church)
    
          Am     /     G    /                    Am   /   /   /
         [a d  a e  d  a c  b  c b g]  x6       [                 ]  x4
    
       Am                 Em                  f#  g
         Emerald haunt in overdrive
         Nightmare descent into Jericho City
         Camel dust heralds our arrival
         New Christ beneath the drum kit moon
    
        F                  G
         Oh lord we are threatened again
         In the slipstream pull of the federal men
         Plummet in some seamless night
         Down here to earth it's hopeless then
    
       Am                      Em       f#  g
         Apache gunmen in the boiling crowd
         Who never got to meet you last time
         We're interrupted by the telephone
         You didn't think they were invented then
    
        F                 G
         Oh lord we need miracles
         We need more wine and gold
         We need slaves and roads and personal favours
         We need microphones and manifolds
    
         F#m                  E       F#m                    E
         How can you be so invisible, give me the nerves to see
    
        A               D      F#m                E
         Privilege on privilege,  an unwanted discovery
    
          Am                 Em           f#  g
         [                                      ]  x4
    
          F                  G
         [                                      ]  x4
    
                        Am                 Em        f#  g
         So now we're cruising down this shuddering highway
         With a dead sun shining on my back
         And we talk about the way people treat us back there
         The hollow laughter the pain in their eyes
    
        F               G
         Oh my lord I trust your intentions
         But money strangles our love
         Struggling like a fool with my junk and my jewels
         You would have thought I'd had enough
    
         F#m                  E       F#m                    E
         How can you be so invisible, give me the nerves to see
    
        A               D      F#m                E
         Privilege on privilege,  an unwanted discovery
    
          Am                 Em           f#  g
         [                                      ]  x4
    
          F                  G
         [                                      ]  x4
    
         F#m                  E       F#m                    E
         How can you be so invisible, give me the nerves to see
    
        A               D      F#m                E
         Privilege on privilege,  an unwanted discovery
    
          Am                 Em           f#  g
         [                                      ]  x4
    
          F                  G
         [                                      ]  x4
    
    -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Put your problems out with the cat -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
    
    Written by:         Mick Anderson     micka@jolt.mpx.com.au
    
    -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Must be lamb today cause beef was last week =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

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