Em F#m G F#m Golden country your face is so red Em F#m G F#m With all of your money your poor can be fed Em F#m G F#m You strut around and you flirt with disaster Em F#m G F#m Never really carin' just what comes after Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned You better stop your hidin' or your country will burn Chorus: G D C The time has come for you my friend G D C To all this ugliness we must put an end G D C B Before we leave we must make a stand Mortgage people you crawl to your homes Your security lies in your bed of white foam You act concerned but then why turn away When a lady was raped on your doorstep today Well your blacks are cryin' but your back is still turned And your freaks are dyin' but your back is still turned You better stop your hidin' or your country will burn Chorus Golden country your face is so red With all of your money your poor can be fed You strut around and you flirt with disaster Never really carin' just what comes after Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned You better stop your hidin' or your country will burn, yeah Chorus: The time has come for you my friend To all this ugliness we must put an end Before we leave we must make a stand Oh yeah The time has come for you my friend To all this ugliness we must put an end Before we leave we must make a stand We must, we must make a stand, oh yeah | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D Em F#m G B |