Bad Religion - The Streets Of America Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
1
1
X
X
X
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
X
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
X
X
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

E---------------------|
B---------7^9-9-9-----|
G--9-9-9-----------7^-|
D---------------------|
A---------------------|
E---------------------|
Rythm 1: (2x)

E5 C5

Desolate and without purpose Radiating from so many septic sources Forming the fabric of a wayward people Disappearing as the vestiges of our past Scratched like tartan into virgin soil A substrate for progress and disarray A spreading network of broken dreams Searching for a thoroughfare to take us away E5JusF5t a G5litD5tleA5 tale from the streets of America E5SpaF5rkleG5d pD5romA5ises paved with pathos and hysteria E5TreG5nchD5ant, weary native sons E5SteF5p baG5ck,A5 stD5ep back and see the damage done C5MeaG5ndeD5r tC5o tD5he horizon, the streets of America Black, tarred concrete, pine for me Lying dormant for you and your country Hardened surface cracked within Catch the sweat from off of the chin Of men and women, senior and child Who look to you and your sterile miles And in there stares is bald dismay For what you promised led them astray Just a little tale from the streets of America Sparkled promises paved with pathos and hysteria Trenchant, weary native sons Step back, step back and see the damage done Meander to the horizon, the streets of America C5HarG5d-cD5racE5ked, daunting, lifeless veins C5FalG5se D5hopC5e cD5orrE5idors to greener pastures is all that remains That's it, enjoy it.