G Between the plastic surgery and credit card receipts Em Child goes to bed at night without a bite to eat C A prince denies a shilling to a beggar in the street D God slits his tires to his presidential suite G As we celebrate celebrity and all the joy it brings Em We endure the over privilege just for having fancy things C Worship at the alter of our plasma TV screens D But inside of the pages of our fashion magazines G We're singing on Em G Em C D Na-na-na-na G D C And our fashion magazines G Future civilizations study people of today Em Excavate our ruins and examine our remains D Catalog our plastic parts and put them on display C Put em' some mystery museum out in space G Like a vessel on the ocean being swallowed by the waves Em A dozen life preservers, and a thousand lives to save C Give them to the highest bidder, tell the other to be brave D As they sink down to the bottom to their deep and lonely graves G Em G Em C D They're singin' on, na-na-na-na G D C To their deep and lonely graves Em G C D Sing a merry melody like sparrows in a gilded cage Em G C D Sing a joyful chorus sons and daughters of the gilded age G C G Chapel bell is ringing and the storm is growing near Em Preacher's at the pope and lays the opium with fear C D Devil's in the parlor with a grin, from ear to ear G The economy is crumbling like a castle made of sand Em Daddy's at the office with a shotgun in his hand C Moma's at the shop, and Paul she's working on her tan D And I'll be at the corner tavern and I'll be singing with the band G Em G And I'm singing on, na-na-na-na Em C D G And all the homeless people are singing on, na-na-na-na Em C D G Em C D And all the fashion models are singing on, na-na-na-na G C D And I'm singing with the band
