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VERSE 1:
E           B     A      E                B A G
Under these circumstances they can hardly cope
E            B        A      E                  B A G
Notice their fleeting glances and thier lack of hope
E       B       A      E                   B A G
I offer this suggestion they don't seem to care-o
E          B   A     E               B A G
This is my generation drowning in despair-o
E                          G            A
You'll never find peace of mind in your pool of self
E                          G         A
You'll never find peace of mind in a sea of wealth
E                          G            A
You'll never find peace of mind in your rock and roll
E                          G           A
You'll never find peace of mind if you sell your soul

CHORUS:

E                 F#
You gotta like it, You gotta love it
G                    A
I know you need some freedom from the strife
E                 F#
You gotta like it, You gotta love it
G                    A
I know you need some Jesus in your life

E-F#-G-A
E-B-A-G (x4)


VERSE 2:
E        B        A       E                 B A G
We circumvent our feelings through an angry sound
E         B          A      E                  B A G
He who complains the loudest wears the fattest crown
E          B    A   E            B A G
We're anti-everybody call it paranoia
E                B        A    E                B A G
Well, I ain't no judge or jury, but I'm praying for ya

E                          G            A
You'll never find peace of mind in your lucky charm
E                          G         A
You'll never find peace of mind on a hippie farm
E                          G         A
You'll never find peace of mind in a one-night stand
E                          G            A
You'll never find peace of mind in your superman

CHORUS (x2)

E B A G

F# B A (x8)

BRIDGE:
F#         B          A
Ya dropped right into the middle of a freak attack
F#		B		A
Cause we're back and we're comin' like that
F#		B		A
Ya see we're lowerin' the boom in the middle of the tune
F#		B		A
Cause the funk is always heavy where it's at
F#		B		A
So, while you're whining all the time never changing any minds
F#		B		A
It is clear to see your lip has lost it's button
F#		B		A
Cause, if ya take a think at this it is easy to admit
F#		B		A
That the selfish way you're living is for nothing

E F# G A (x2)

CHORUS (x4)

E G F# F (x4)
A
X 0 2 2 2 0
  • 5 7 7 6 5 5
  • X 12 14 14 14 12
  • 5 4 2 2 2 5
B
X 2 4 4 4 2
  • X X 9 8 7 7
  • 7 9 9 8 7 7
  • 7 X 9 8 7 7
  • X X 9 11 0 11
E
0 2 2 1 0 0
  • X X 2 1 0 0
  • X X 2 4 0 4
  • 0 2 2 4 0 4
  • 0 X 2 1 0 0
  • 0 X 2 4 0 4
  • 0 X 6 4 0 0
  • 0 X 6 4 0 4
  • 0 X 6 4 5 0
  • 0 X 6 4 5 4
  • X 7 9 9 9 7
  • X 7 9 9 9 0
  • 0 7 9 9 9 7
  • 0 7 9 9 9 0
  • 0 X 9 9 9 7
  • 0 11 9 9 0 0
  • 0 11 9 9 9 0
  • 0 X 9 9 9 0
F#
2 4 4 3 2 2
  • X X 4 3 2 2
  • 2 X 4 3 2 2
  • X 9 11 11 11 9
G
3 2 0 0 0 3
  • 3 2 0 0 0 X
  • 3 5 5 4 3 3
  • X X 5 4 3 3
  • X X 5 7 0 7
  • X X 5 7 8 7
  • X 10 9 7 8 7
  • X 10 9 7 8 X
  • X 10 12 12 12 10
  • 15 14 12 12 12 15
  • 15 14 12 12 12 X
  • 15 17 17 16 15 15
  • X X 17 16 15 15
  • X X 17 19 20 19
  • X 22 21 19 20 19
  • X 22 21 19 20 X
  • X 22 24 24 24 22