C   332010
Em  022100
F*  133210
Am  002210
G   320003


C

C                   Em
Naked from the feet

         F                   Am    G    
From the decade of the bees

     C
On a new road

      Em                   F    Am    G
With no true know that see it

        C                   Em
There's doubt in every face

                            F                  Am    G
And there's a liar on the stage

                  C             
And what good is it

         Em                     F       Am   G      
If you don't hear him say of believing

       F                     Am     G
Every clap brings out a warning

       F             Am   G      C    Em 
Get ready for the storm, it's coming

               F   Am    G
Yeah, it's coming

   C                     Em
So slap back in the face

       F               Am   G
For a city county race

        C                 Em
And the coin drops in the box

                  F      Am   G
Don't change the meter

           F                 Am    G
There's a storm and it's a raging

         F            Am    G
In the belly of the slaving

    C       Em        F    Am   G
It's coming, it's coming

    C       Em        F    Am   G
It's coming, it's coming

C

               F                   Am   G
And when the wind howls at your gate

    F               Am    G
Already it is too late

      C   Em          F    Am   G
It's coming, it's coming

End in C