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Capo 3rd fretAuto
E
231
G
324
D
132
C
321
F
134211
D9
51324
B
213
F♯
134211
A
123
E7
21

Goes like this: EGD on verses...the first two lines anyway

I adore a confrontation, I should be ashamed.

 A carnival of complication, everyone's to blame.

We can see the rocket's red glare, pipebombs bursting in the air.

As we proudly hail our taxis out of the fight.

Chorus

 Singing born of this nation of white bread foundation

 We're taping a king beaten off his crown.

My country, tis of thee, sweet land of irony.

Spoonful of sugar to wash it down.