McCarthy

The Procession Of Popular Capitalism

McCarthy


Tom: C

G* 320033

[Intro]

C    C*

[Verse]

C                   Em    C
    Up and down the Strand
  Am                   F
I strolled around penniless
    C                     Em  C
But there were pockets to pick
            Am         F
Beneath the hot august sun
C                 Em   C
When suddenly the sound
   Am                   F
Of singing and laughter arose in the distance
C                        Em C
And it drew me towards it
    Am                       F
And as I drew closer I could hear the song they sang:

[Bridge]

C                         Am    G* G G*
"This is your country too!
     C      G      G* G
Join our procession
       Am                  G
That's marching onwards to war"

[Verse 2]

C               Em C
I could see them
  Am                F
I saw how rich they all were
C                           Em C
 At the the head of the gang
     Am                     F
were top civil servants and captains of industry
C                   Em   C
With well-manicured hands
    Am              F
And greasy smiles enticing the populous
 C                   Em C
"Come buy our shares!
Am               F
Who will buy our shares?"

[Bridge]

C                              Am    G* G G*
"For this is your country too!"
  C        G      G* G
A great procession
    Am                  G
Was marching onwards to war

[Chorus]

  C          G          C
A man on the dole stood cursing them all
   C         G             C
He told everyone not to be taken in
    C      G                       C
But at the orders of one of the marchers
          G        C        G      C
Policemen came and beat him to the floor

[Interlude]

C    G    C    G    Am    G

[Verse 3]

C          Em  C
Along Whitehall
      Am                  F
These dubious characters stared
C                        Em    C
Picking up more and more people
Am                   F
MP's, careerists and God's oppressed senators
C                    Em    C
With the sweetest of smiles
     Am             F
They held out piggy banks to little children, but
C                Em C
As they took them
    Am                     F
The stomping stamping feet trampled them underneath

[Bridge]

C                         Am    G* G G*
"This is your country too!"
  C        G      G* G
A great procession
    Am                  G
Was marching onwards to war

[Chorus]

 C     G        C
"Come along buy your council home"
     C         G         C
They said to a half-dead mother of ten
      C          G                    C
"With you on our side we've reason to smile"
     C         G          C       G   C
They said to a tramp in a pool of alcohol

[Outro]

       G        C      G
On and on their maniac laughs
          Am            G           C
And their marching beat scaring the night

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