Tom: Am
Am Dm
In my dreams I see a fat man
E Am
On his face is a frown
Am Dm
Hes got money in his left hand
E Am C/B C
In his right hes got strings that run all over town
Dm Am Dm E
As he pulls on them tightly he chokes all, all that grows
Am Dm
He keeps watch day and nightly
E Am
and plucks life, Like a rose
[Verse 2]
Am Dm
In my dreams I see the young men
E Am
That will change history
Am Dm
They will die for the fat man
E Am C/B C
As he laughs so care-less-ly
Dm Am Dm E
In his laughter I hear the sorrow from the pain that it brings
Am Dm
I hear mothers weeping softly
E Am
Wrapped up tightly, in his strings
[Verse 3]
Am Dm
Cut the strings from his fingers
E Am
Wrap them twice around his throat
Am Dm
Show him not your kind mercy
E Am C/B C
From the laws that he forgot he wrote
Dm Am
Let us know of that which binds us,
Dm E
that which steals all that grows
Am Am
That which kills what defines us
E Am
To be plucked, like a rose
