[Intro] Bb-Gm-Dm-F
[Verses] Dm-C, Dm-C-A
[Chorus] Bb-Gm-Dm, Bb-Gm-Dm-F
[Middle 8] F-C#-Ab-Gm-F
 
[Intro]
N.C.
All the paper gods in a sky of grey
All the fools in town are ruling today... today
 
Bb                    Gm
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin
    Dm                           F
The fools in town are ruling now
Bb                        Gm
Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots 
Dm             F
Fools leading. Who needs it?
 
Dm
Dm-C-A
 
[Verse 1]
Dm
Hey you're gonna want it all the talking man declares
(Dm)
Go running to be first in line, for what? Nobody cares
    C
The next thing you must have. Find peace with matching bag
(C)
It's nothing to be glad about, or sad when you forget about it
 
Dm
And while the race is on the rats will run the street
(Dm)
The slaver in a sweatshop putting trainers on your feet
    C
And walking through the rain oblivious to pain
   A
To shelter from the blame without a reason to complain about it
Dm                                               C
Don't complain about it. Don't complain about it
                A
Forget about it
 
[Chorus 1]
Bb                    Gm
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin
    Dm
The fools in town are ruling now
Bb                       Gm
Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots
  Dm           F
Fools leading. Who needs it?
 
Dm
 
[Verse 2]
Dm
She's staring out in underwear from your computer screen
(Dm)
It's all on sale for dirty cash, we can wash it clean
   C
So hang it out online, confess and you'll feel fine
(C)
And if you got the time to spare we want to know which name you're wearing
Dm
And when the final curtain finally comes down
(Dm)
We'll all be in the party room no wiser as to how
    C
The total human race became a basket case
     A
It's nothing to lose face about, it's really not our place to doubt it
 
[Chorus 2]
Bb                    Gm
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin
    Dm
The fools in town are ruling now
Bb                       Gm
Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots,
  Dm           F
Fools leading. Who needs it?
 
[Middle 8]
F-C#-Ab-Gm-F
F-C#-Ab-Gm F
 
F
Paper walls falling down
(F)
Paper house, paper town
      C#   Ab      Gm
Paper gods falling down
F
The paper world is falling down
F
Paper walls falling down
C#           Ab    Gm
Paper house, paper town
F
Paper gods falling down
The paper world is falling down
C#            Ab      Gm
Falling down, falling down
F
Falling down, falling down
(F)
Falling down, falling down
 
[Chorus 3]
Bb                    Gm
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin
    Dm
The fools in town are ruling now
Bb                       Gm
Bleeding from paper cuts, they go for the money shot
  Dm           F
Fools leading. Who needs them?
 
Bb      Gm     Dm
All the paper gods in a sky of grey
                 Bb       Gm         Dm    F
All the fools in town are ruling today... today
 
[Outro]
Bb-Gm-Dm