R.E.M.

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  E             B7sus4
You know where I come from
  E             B7sus4
You know what I feel
  E               B7sus4
You're Yul Brenner Westworld
   E                B7
Reporting from the field
     E           B7sus4
I threw it into reverse
        E          B7sus4
Made a motion to repeal
     E                  B7
You kicked my legs from under me
      E
And tried to take the wheel

Chorus:
A             B
I told you I wanted to be wrong
A               Bsus4
But everyone is humming a song
A                 B7sus4
That I don't understand

Now I know that the sun has
shined on my side of the street
The basket of America,
the weevils and the wheat
The milk and honeyed congregation,
scrubbed and apple-cheeked
Salute Apollo 13 from
the rattle jewelry seats

chorus

The rodeo is staged,
gold circle goat-ropers and clowns
A rumble in the third act,
tie 'em up and burn 'em down
We're armed to the teeth,
born a little breech
Blue-plate special analysts,
cells and SUV's
We can't approach the Allies
cause they seem a little peeved
And speak a language
we don't understand

chorus

Storm into the boardroom
of the conquering elite
Did you recognize the madman
who is shouting in the streets?
Destroy the things that
I don't understand
Destroy the things that
I don't understand