The Cult
C, G, D
Put a handkerchief on
Take my bag by
And I take this bag
Take my bag, take my bag by the waist
Cheats me alive
And there's smoke in your eyes
Cheats me alive, cheats me alive
I won't, I won't change my crown I won't, I won't, yeah
I won't change my crown But I have to think
Make my back burn And I sense it burn
Make my back, make my back burn, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's the weather and the world
The world strikes and fell
And the world and the world
The world strikes and fell
And the world and the world strikes and fell
And the world and the world strikes and fell
Strikes and fell
Yeah, the world, yeah, the world drops the town, and the world, yeah, the world turns around, and the world drops the town.