Swingin' Utters - Fruitless Fortunes

      Swingin Utters  - Fruitless Fortunes

[Intro]
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        Fortune iiihiiiiiiiihiiiiiiiiiihiis

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[Verse 1]
Em
The fascists and their many guises
G
Anarchists and their fantasizing
    D                       Am               Em
It seems sometimes they're sailing the same boat
 Em                        G
Politicians mesmerizing throngs of automated souls
         D                  Am             Em
As some similar psycho's screwing on the scope

[Chorus]
C              D
  I'm leaving town
              Em
  To join sophisticates in my head
C                 D              Em
  We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
C                     D                 G   D        Em
  And when (all) the creatures in their palaces are crushed
C              D               Em 
  I can safely say "I'm coming home" 
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"  
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"

[Verse 2]
Em
Fairy tales and fruitless fortunes
    G         
Acquired from some sad story teller
     D                                Am        Em
Can sometimes (be enough to) keep me mum in my keep
Em                          G
Organ grinders orating overtures of madness
                D                     Am              Em
As the heinous hipster's spending his unearned currency

[Chorus]
C              D
  I'm leaving town
              Em
  To join sophisticates in my head
C                 D              Em
  We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
C                     D                 G   D        Em
  And when (all) the creatures in their palaces are crushed
C              D               Em 
  I can safely say "I'm coming home" 
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"  
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"

[Bridge]
Bm                               Am
  There may be many ways of reaching the same plateau
Bm
  I'll take the road less travelled
         Am
  If it looks like it ain't been sold
 D 
  The chains around my neck won't break
          Am                          Em  G D Em
  But at least they're made of solid gold

[Chorus]
C              D
  I'm leaving town
              Em
  To join sophisticates in my head
C                 D              Em
  We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
C                     D                 G   D        Em
  And when (all) the creatures in their palaces are crushed
C              D               Em 
  I can safely say "I'm coming home" 
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"  
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"
   G    D        Em
  "I'm coming home"

[Outro]
Am   B7   Am   B7   Am   B7   Em (let ring)