Tom: F#m
F#m E
The boy is listening to those records from the past
D C#
He wants to make them last for they make him feel alive
F#m E
They are the voices of the faces on the wall
D C# Bm D E
He listens to them all, hangs on every little tale they tell
D
Knows them all and their life stories
E
Shares their pain and shares their glories
[Verse 2]
F#m E
One day he even cut their names upon his skin
D C#
They mean that much to him for them he'd take the test
F#m E
His bedroom window opens to the evening air
D C# Bm D E
The fox is in his lair, the volume of his system is full on
D
But the neighbors moan and the parents call
E A Dsus4/A A D/A
This angry noise is the muzak of the wastelands
[Chorus]
A Dsus2/A A D/A G A Dsus4/A A D/A A Dsus2/A A D/A G
Wastelands, the wastelands, wastelands
[Verse 3]
F#m E
The boy is dressing in the fashion of the day
D C#
The kids all dress that way, you can tell them anywhere
F#m E
The boy looks out and sees his friends are waiting there
D C# Bm D E
In the cold electric glare of those lamps that make you think that night is day
D
They drag their lusts into your sight
E
With shouts and screams they meet the night
[Bridge]
A Amaj7 A7 A6 Aaug
They block your way in twos and fours in uniforms from city stores
A D
They're closing in, who knows the score, it won't be long before
D/F# E A Dsus4/A A D/A
A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands
[Chorus]
A Dsus2/A A
Wastelands, yes, it won't be long before
D/A G A Dsus4/A A D/A
A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands
A Dsus2/A A D/A G A Dsus4/A A D/A
Wastelands, the wastelands
A Dsus2/A A D/A G A Dsus4/A A D/A
Wastelands, oh, wastelands
A Dsus2/A A
Wastelands, yes, it won't be long before
D/A G A Dsus4/A A D/A
A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands
A Dsus2/A A D/A G A Dsus4/A A D/A
Wastelands, oooooh, wastelands
[Outro]
A Dsus4/A A D/A A Dsus2/A A D/A G
Wastelands
