Arcade Fire - [Antichrist Television Blues]: chords

G
I don't wanna work in the building downtown
No I don't wanna work in the building downtown
C                 Em
I don't know what I'm gonna do
            G
Cause the planes keep crashing always two by two
   D
I don't wanna work in the building downtown
      C                         Em                G
No I don't wanna see when the planes hit the ground

I don't wanna work in a building downtown
I don't wanna work in a building downtown
Parking their cars in the underground
Their voices when they scream,
well, they make no sound
I wanna see the cities rust
And the trouble makers riding on the back of the bus

Dear God, I'm a good Christian man
In your glory, I know you understand
That you gotta work hard and you gotta get paid
My girl's thirteen but she don't act her age
She can sing like a bird in a cage
Oh Lord, if you could see her
when she's up on that stage

You know that I'm a God-fearing man
You know that I'm a God-fearing man
Well, I just gotta know if it's part of your plan
To seat my daughters there by your right hand
I know that you'll do what is right, Lord
For they are the lanterns, and you are the light

Chorus:
C            G
Now I'm overcome
C                G
By the light of day
C                     G
My lips are near but my heart is far away
C                G
Tell me what to say
C             D
I'll be your mouthpiece!

Into the light of a bridge that burns
As I drive from the city with
the money that I earned
Into the dark of a starless sky
I'm staring into nothing and I'm asking you why:
Lord, let me make her a star
So the world can see who you really are

Little girl, you're old enough to understand
That you'll always be a stranger
in a strange, strange land
The men are gonna come while you're fast asleep
So you better just stay close and hold on to me
If my little mocking bird don't sing
Well, then daddy won't buy her no diamond ring

Dear God, would you send me a child?
Oh God, would you send me a child?
'Cause I wanna put it up on the TV screen
So the world can see what your true word means
Lord, would you send me a sign
'Cause I just gotta know if I'm wasting my time?

Chorus:
Now I'm overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near but my heart is far away
Now the war is won
And how come nothing tastes good?

Oh, you're such a sensitive child
You know, you're such a sensitive child
I know you're tired but it's alright
I just need you to sing for me tonight
You're gonna have your day in the sun;
You know God loves the sensitive ones

Oh, my little bird in a cage
Oh, my little bird in a cage
I need you to get up for me, up on that stage
And show the men that you're old for your age
Now ain't the time for fear
But if you don't take it, it will disappear

Oh! My little mockingbird sing!
Oh! My little mockingbird sing!
I need you to get up on that stage for me, honey
And show the men it's not about the money
Wanna hold a mirror up to the world
So that they can see themselves
inside my little girl

Do you know where I was at your age?
Any idea where I was at your age?
I was working downtown for the minimum wage
And I'm not gonna let you just throw it all away
I'm through being cute, I'm through being nice
Oh, tell me Lord, am I the Antichrist?