Under Control Acordes

[Intro]
 
Dm A Bb F Bb F Gm
A  A  A
 
Dm A Dm F Dm A    Dm
 
 
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B|------------------3--------------|
G|---------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------|
 
 
Dm
There's a churning there's a churning there's a churning around
                            A
I can't fall asleep and the drugs won't stay down
 
There's a burning, there's a burning, there's a burning I found
                                Dm
It's deep in the pit where the blood pumps around
 
 
Gm                   Dm
All the children are laughing outside
A                                  Dm
The works never sleeps and there's nowhere to hide
Gm                        Dm
It's under control far as anyone's seen
          A
But there ain't enough shit to climb out the latrine
 
There's a witness, there's a witness, there's a witness out there
We've got to pretend that the money's still here
There's a knocking, there's a knocking, there's a knock at the door
We'll tell them that uncle don't live here no more
 
All the angels are crying downstairs
The brandy's run out, but their God never cares
He'll slap them and tell them the evening's been ruined
And his robes reek of failure and cheap french perfume
 
There's a tinkering there's a tinkering there's a tinkerer in town
She'll fix everything till the money's been found
There's a watchman, there's a watchman, and he's guarding the door
With a drink in his hand and a gun on the floor
 
And the monsters broke in through the sewers again
And they spend every night making ever more friends
They've conquered the bowels of Paris and now
They have every intention of taking the town
 
OOOOooooh aaaaaaAAAAAAA part  (Fairly straightforward, listen to song to hear how it goes)
Ladadadadadadampaa ladadadadadadum
 
 
There's a bottle, there's a bottle in my bed
It helps me to reach for the switch in my head
There's a madness, there's a madness at bay
That a cold wind will blow down the levee some day
 
A train whistle blows, the conductor's been hanged
In a white little house, a red telephone rang
And it's under control far as anyone's seen
But there ain't enough shit to climb out the latrine
 
 
Scream.  Watch the video for this part.
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