The Cure - One Hundred Years: chords

Cm                             B
It doesn’t matter if we all die
Cm                                  B
Ambition in the back of a black car
Cm                                       B
In a high building there is so much to do
Cm                                  B
Going home time a story on the radio

Cm                                               B
Something small falls out of your mouth, and we laugh
Cm                                B
A prayer for something better, a prayer for something better
              Cm                                    B
Please love me, meet my mother, but the fear takes hold
Cm                                                   B
Creeping up the stairs in the dark, waiting for the death blow
                 A#
Waiting for the death blow

A#                     Cm
Waiting for the death blow

Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on the television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?,
She struggles to get away
The pain and the creeping feeling, a little black haired girl
Waiting for Saturday, the death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me and turn me 'round

Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days

Caressing an old man and painting a lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
All shadows and deliverance under a black flag
A hundred years of blood, crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth and my head bursts open
A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
Thrashing in the water
Over and over, we die one after the other
Over and over, we die one after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other

                F#
It feels like a hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years