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Democracy

Leonard Cohen

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Democracy by Leonard Cohen D G A It's coming through a hole in the air, D A D from those nights in Tiananmen Square. G It's coming from the feel that this ain't exactly real, D or it's real, but it ain't exactly there. F# From the wars against disorder, Bm from the sirens night and day, F# from the fires of the homeless, Bm from the ashes of the gay: A G D Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. D G A It's coming through a crack in the wall; D A D on a visionary flood of alcohol; G from the staggering account of the Sermon on the Mount D which I don't pretend to understand at all. F# It's coming from the silence Bm on the dock of the bay, F# from the brave, the bold, the battered Bm heart of Chevrolet: A G D Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. D G A It's coming from the sorrow in the street, D A D the holy places where the races meet; G from the homicidal bitchin' that goes down in every kitchen D to determine who will serve and who will eat. F# From the wells of disappointment Bm where the women kneel to pray F# for the grace of God in the desert here Bm and the desert far away: A G D Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. A G Sail on, sail on D O mighty Ship of State! A To the Shores of Need G Past the Reefs of Greed D Through the Squalls of Hate A G D Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on. D G A It's coming to America first, D A D the cradle of the best and of the worst. G It's here they got the range and the machinery for change D and it's here they got the spiritual thirst. F# It's here the family's broken Bm and it's here the lonely say F# that the heart has got to open Bm in a fundamental way: A G D Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. D G A It's coming from the women and the men. D A D O baby, we'll be making love again. G We'll be going down so deep the river's going to weep, D and the mountain's going to shout Amen! F# It's coming like the tidal flood Bm beneath the lunar sway, F# imperial, mysterious, Bm in amorous array: A G D Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. A G Sail on, sail on ... D G A I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean D A D I love the country but I can't stand the scene. G And I'm neither left or right I'm just staying home tonight, D getting lost in that hopeless little screen. F# But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags Bm that Time cannot decay, F# I'm junk but I'm still holding up Bm this little wild bouquet: A G D Democracy is coming to the U.S.A
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