Tom: Em
Em
I'm Miss Liberty
Give me your junkies
C Am
your irresponsible drummers
Em
I’ve swept my halls clean of clean
C Am
Your kitchen raiders your wingtip dayrunners
C B7
Go plant your flags and make your
Em Am C
Promise to my promised land
B7 Em
And we’ll make love to the new frontier
Am
In the hot beach sands
C B7 Em Am
You’ll hold me like a drowning man
C B7
And come at me too human and then
Drag me down again and leave me
Am
Broken like a spine
Em
Split open like a melon that’s been
Dropped from a high high place
Am
Broken like a spine
Em
Split open like a melon that’s been dropped
Em
I like this country she’s like a whore
Who loves her junkies
C Am
Who loves all her sad outlaws
Em
Lifts up her skirt to tease and flirt
C Am
With the wretched who have washed up at her shores
C B7
When we die I hope someone’s god
Em Am
Takes us in like immigrants
C B7 Em
And we’ll make love in the leftover light
Am
Of heaven’s tenements
C B7 Em Am
You’ll hold me like a drowning man
C B7
And come at me too human and then
Drag me down again and leave me
Am
Broken like a spine
Em
Split open like a melon that’s been
Dropped from a high high place
Am
Broken like a spine
C
Split open like a melon that’s been dropped
B7
Yes, Yeah
Em
Yeah, Yeah, Yes
