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[Intro] A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 F5 A5 G5 x4 [Verse 1] A5 C5 I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth G5 F5 Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth A5 C5 I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes G5 F5 Inchoate beatitude, the Lord of the Flies [Chorus] A5 C5 G5 F5 So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray? A5 C5 G5 F5 Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way A5 C5 G5 F5 Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay A5 C5 E5 1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day [Interlude] A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 F5 A5 G5 x4 [Verse 2] A5 C5 They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way G5 F5 With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day A5 C5 The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep G5 F5 The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep [Chorus] A5 C5 G5 F5 So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray? A5 C5 G5 F5 Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way A5 C5 G5 F5 Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay A5 C5 E5 1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day [Outro] A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 F5 A5 G5 x4 A5