Bad Religion

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G F G  D
Eb F G Bb
G Bb

G                       Bb                 G
There's an old man on a city bus holding a candy cane
       Bb                   G
And it isn't even Christmas
                       Bb               F               C
He sees a note in the obituary that his last friend has died
G                   Bb                       G
There's an infant clinging to his overweight mother in the cold
        Bb                        G
As they go to shop for cigarettes
                        Bb                    F     C     Gm  F
And she spends her last dollar on a bottle of vodka for tonight

Chorus:
      Bb       F        Gm
And I guess it struck a nerve
       F      C         Gm
Like I had to squint my eyes
        F         Gm                 F      C
You can never get out of the line of sight
       Bb     F      Gm
Like a barren winter day
     F        C        Gm
Or a patch of unburned green
       Gm     F    Gm  D
Like a tragic real dreeaam
  Eb       F        G     Bb
I guess it struck a nerve

G Bb
G Bb
F C

G             Bb                    G
Every day I wander in negative disposition
          Bb                    G
As I'm bombarded by superlatives
          Bb             F         C
Realizing very well that I am not alone
G                  Bb                   G
Introverted, I look to tomorrow for salvation
        Bb                     G
But I'm thinking altruistically
                  Bb             F     C     Gm  F
And a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone

Chorus:
      Bb       F        Gm
And I guess it struck a nerve
       F      C          Gm
Sent a murmur through my heart
        F           Gm                F    C
We just haven't got time to crack the maze
       Bb    F        Gm
Like a magic speeding clock
     F      C      Gm
Or a cancer in our cells
     Gm     F      Gm D
A collision in the daaark
  Eb       F        G  Bb  G  Bb
I guess it struck a neeeeeerrrrve... one, two!

G Bb G Bb
G Bb F C

G Bb G Bb
G Bb F C Gm

  Eb   F              G
I trrryyy to close my eyes
    Eb         F             G
But I cannot ignore the stimuli
             Eb             F                 G         Bb
If there's a purpose for us all, it remains a secret to me
      Eb        F          D7
Don't ask me to justify my life

Chorus:
         Bb       F        Gm
'Cause I guess it struck a nerve (It struck a nerve!)
       F      C         Gm
Like I had to squint my eyes
        F         Gm                 F     C
You can never get out of the line of sight
       Bb    F        Gm
Like a magic speeding clock
     F      C      Gm
Or a cancer in our cells
     Gm     F      Gm D
A collision in the daaark
  Eb       F        G  Bb
I guess it struck a nerve

G Bb G Bb
Eb F
G Bb G Bb
G Bb Eb F
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