Never Learn by Devil Makes Three

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		        Never Learn - The Devil Makes Three
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Tabbed by: Hostile Apostle

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Tuning: Standard

      Dm   Am   E5   C    G    E    F   
e|----5----5----7----8----3----0----1----|
B|----6----5----9----8----3----0----1----|
G|----7----5----9----9----4----1----2----|
D|----7----7----9----10---5----2----3----|
A|----5----7----7----10---5----2----3----|
E|----0----5----0----8----3----0----1----|


Intro: Dm / Am / E / Am / Dm / Am / E / Am


Am                               Dm
Let all them hounds off of their leashes
Am                         E5
Gave all that money to the rich
              Am                      Dm    
They're gunna hand you down now, that Short handed shovel
    Am          E5              Am 
And direct you, directly to the ditch


Am                                 Dm
Now just hear them talking tongues child
Am                            E5
Though you know not what they mean
            Am              Dm
Ain't gunna make no kind of difference
               Am   E5             Am       E5   Am
Just keep your eyes focused on the screen


Am            C
Yes I guess I see
G                                 E               F
They ain't doing nothing hear but leaching off of you and me, well...
Am            C
Yes I guess I know
G                                 E                  F 
There ain't no place left on this earth that I could call my own, and...
Am           C
Yes I hope I see
G                          E               F
The day we all wake up and stop them ships upon the sea, well...


Am   Dm    Am               E5
Hallelujah! Let it all just burn
           Am                 Dm
Cause they ain't the type for listening
         Am         E5         Am  
And they sure ain't ever gunna learn

You can watch them as they circle
Like them vultures in the sky
Waiting now, just so patiently
For every breathing soul to die

Yes they feed off your blood child
As it flows out of your veins
And I've found what you have lost now
Only what they have gained

Yes I guess I see
They ain't doing nothing hear but living off of you and me, well...
Yes I guess I know
There ain't no place left on this earth that I could call my own, and...
Yes I hope I see
The day we all wake up and stop them ships upon the sea, well...

Hallelujah! Let it all just burn
Cause they ain't the type for listening
And they sure ain't ever gunna learn

You can feel them as they watch you
A thousand nights now filled with pain
I'll just sit back and relax now
As your heart disconnects from your brain

Yes I guess I see
They ain't doing nothing hear but living off of you and me, well...
Yes I guess I know
There ain't no place left on this earth that you could call your own, and...
Yes I hope I see
The day we all wake up and get up off our bended knees, well...

Hallelujah! Let it all just burn
Cause they ain't the type for listening
And they sure ain't ever gunna learn


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