Intro C C/B Am F G C C Verse 1 C C/B Am F Em Out of the loop face down on the stoop i've never been more at home C C/B Am F G My day filled with thievery livery leaves such a dry and thirsty throat C C/B Am F Em Drunk to a piss so stupid with bliss but never a drone C C/B Am F G C Awash with bad art but full of more heart than anyone on a throne Chorus F Em F Em So strike up your longswords and call in the dogs F Em F G Burn out the lights that have burned for so long F Em F Em I'll spit in the face of the guards who will fight F Em F G But never will you k*ll off my love for the pint C C/B Am C C/B Am Merry are the souls who bathe in liquors of gold C C/B Am Merry are the souls F G C C/B F G C Who bathe in liquors of gold, who bathe in liquors of gold Verse 2 C C/B Am F Em Stroll down the street no shoes on my feet but a smile 'cross my face C C/B Am F G I spend my day drinking and not too much thinking of the weaving of fate C C/B Am F Em He dances on string what a terrible thing a worry too great C C/B Am F G C But I'd rather be drunk and be down on my luck and tie someone with my mates (?) Chorus F Em F Em So strike up your longswords and call in the dogs F Em F G Burn out the lights that have burned for so long F Em F Em I'll spit in the face of the guards who will fight F Em F G But never will you k*ll off my love for the pint C C/B Am C C/B Am Merry are the souls who bathe in liquors of gold C C/B Am Merry are the souls F G C C/B F G C C/B Who bathe in liquors of gold, who bathe in liquors of gold F G C C/B F G C Who bathe in liquors of gold, who bathe in liquors of gold
