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