Tom: F
Intro: F Am Dm Dm
F
Oh, I for one may not shy,
Am
Away from the fact that I'm sick,
Dm
And too tired to stand this,
Dm
It all seems contagious.
F
I know a few would back that up,
Am
Can't say a few is not enough,
Dm C
To skip a beat in this motion sickness.
Bb C
I'd second that emotion.
Refrão 1:
F
Our state,
Am
Our state,
Dm
Our state of grace is gone.
F
Our state,
Am
Our state,
Dm
Our state of grace is gone.
F Am Dm Dm
F
Oh, I for one don't want to die,
Am
Old and in the way from poison.
Dm
'Cause I hate the taste of medicine,
Dm
We all hate the taste of medicine.
F
I know a few would back that up,
Am
Can't say a few is not enough,
Dm C
To skip a beat in this motion sickness.
Bb C
I'd second that emotion.
Refrão 2:
F
Our state,
Am
Our state,
Dm
Our state of grace is gone.
F
Our state,
Am
Our state,
Dm Bb
Our state of grace is gone away.
C Dm
Bb
Our state of grace is crumbling,
C
I fear we're good for nothing,
Dm
And simply disintegrating into the terra firma.
F
Our state,
Am
Our state,
Dm
Our state of grace is gone.
F
Our state,
Am
Our state,
Dm
Our state of grace is gone.
F Am
May we combine tradition,
Dm
Science and innovation.
F Am
To benefit what's ailing,
Dm
Our state of grace is gone.
