The Dead South — 96 Quite Bitter Beings

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[Intro]
Em  C G Em (x4)
Em  C#  E  C#


[Verse 1]
           E
With my perceptions in a mix
            C#
Down twenty miles through the sticks
       E                            C#
To the cloudy town of Hellview: Population 96


[Verse 2]
          E
Excessive vacancy, well maybe
       C#
In the shadow of an eye
        E
All the strangers pass through
          C#
Where the rules just don't apply


[Instrumental]
Em  C G Em (x4)


[Verse 3]
       E
At the fork turn left a store
           C#
But on the right stay free from sight
        E
'Cause 96 quite bitter beings
        C#
Like to stack the bodies high


[Verse 4]
         E
The only way to ever leave is
    C#
Overflooded by the storm
      E
And entanglement in Hellview
           C#
Brings you fear in fifty forms


[Verse 5]
          E
They've deleted all the tourists
       C#
At the bottom of the lake
        E
And not one supports the cause
             C#
To leave the blood stay in the veins


[Instrumental]
E D (x8)


[Verse 6]
D                               Em
Here, three miles back is where we are
C                         Em
All we ever wanted was an answer
D                           Em
Civilized are close but way too far
C                         Em
All we ever wanted was an answer


[Instrumental]
E D (x8)


[Verse 7]
D                               Em
Footprints giving clue to where we are
C                         Em
All we ever wanted was an answer
D                           Em
Civilized are close but way too far
C                         Em
All we ever wanted...


[Outro]
Em  C G Em (x8)