Sean Hayes: Politics. Big Black Hole and the Little Baby Star. Standard Tuning. 4/4. Fingerpicking: use whatever pattern you feel comfortable with. Whole song, C G F#/D G C G F#/D G No more politics I know what's next call me hypocrite and burn down bridges I got a river running through my neck I got a river running through my heart And all the blood it spills, runs to the ocean While the oceans rise up, mingle with the air Growing finger tips and the semen stained covers Singing mercy me, oh God, oh ecstasy, oh yeah right there Fantastic chick strawberry hips light me a candle blow out my wish Unconscious ear turns towards the sun knows where the warmth is knows what it wants Wants to be filled in wants to be filled up wanna be reborn wanna be reloved All the babies born swim from the ocean While the rain that falls runs into the sea growing crazy mixed up frogs preach the coming of disaster singing mercy me oh God oh hell and ecstasy El Dorado blues nowhere left the run grandma got plutonium under the rug Fanatical bliss fanatical fire fanatics don't let their babies go dancing You repress the beach you repress the wine your mama mistook you for a lion She cut off your head she don't know you're dead and all the streets you ruled run red Mmmm the grass grows green where the homeless man sleeps and the mystic sneezes rain showers are like your polka dotted panties and the heat grows desire as her white back arches under a hot blue sky sunny afternoon in the park hananananana hananana nanana No more politics I know whats next You call me hypocrite Come on burn in down No more politics I know whats next We're all hypocrites Come on burn in down Go on burn it down Go on burn it down Go on burn it down