Victry - Match In A Gas Tank Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

 lines it is {C D E F}. Enjoy.

 Well theres been Csomething thats been Gbugging me for Csome time

 It is a Ctrouble from which GI can never Chide

 Its all them Fgreedy men in Ctailored suits who Gdominate the Cworld

 And build the Flaboratory Gmazes for manCkind

 This house of Ccards will surely Gtopple over Csomeday

 Just as Im Csure all of the Gfat cats are Caware

 So keep soFciety seCdated let them Gatrophy their Cminds

 And in the Fend there will be Gno one left to Ccare

 So go on Chome, walk swiftly through the Gbright-lit patches

 The Fnight closes faster than your Ceyes can Gcatch it

 The Clies will be revealed in the Gend like a magic Fshow

 Ill say I Ctold you Gso

 Well CI dont know, but GIve been told

 Youre Fborn to die and not Gto grow Cold

 And maybe Clater I will Gstart a revoClution

 You know Ill Cgive them everyGthing that I have Cgot

 And then I Fknow you all will Cthank me but Im not Gsure I have the Ctime

 Im too damned Fbusy smoking Gbooze and drinking Cpot

 How can I Csatisfy my Gmessianic Ccomplex?

 How can I Csave you from the Gevils I cant Cname?

 Im not really Fanybody Cspecial but I Gwish so much I Cwas

 This world is Frigged but Im still Gdying to play the Cgame

 Well the race is Con, push forward through the Gswarming masses

FForward to the furnace where well Cturn to Gashes

 And Cspread across the land to make the Gflowers and the grasses Fgrow

 I think, no, no, no IC hope its Gso

 Well CI dont know, but GIve been told

 Youre Fborn to die and not Gto grow Cold

 And in the Cmorning she will Grise and say she Cloves me

 The fact that Cshe aint real dont Gmatter to me Cmuch

 I might be Fsorry come toCmorrow but toGnight Im just a Cman

 And goddamn! She Flooks like shed be Gheavenly to Ctouch

 And in the Cevening as the Glight is slowly Cfading

 And as the Chawks make lazy Gcircles in the Csky

 And as the Ffireflies start Cdancing and the Gforests come aClive

 Ill say now Fwhat a pretty Gplace for me to Cdie

 If Ctime is just a fiction, and Flife is but a Gdream

 Then Cpay no heed to scriptures as they Fflash across your Gscreen

 Were Call as lost as pebbles that are Fcast into a Gstream

 And Cyou cant trust your eyeballs because Fnothings wGhat it sCeems

And there was Grandma, swingin from the outhouse door

Without her nightie, Grandpa singin more, more, more

CMatch in a Ggas tank, Cboom boom!

/ - slide

h - hammer-on

p - pull-off