"Drag It Down" by New Model Army (from the album "No Rest For The Wicked") ========================================================================== Transcribed by: Juergen Bohn Bm F#m They started work this morning down at city square E F#m they're pulling down the statues of our great grandfather's hero Bm F#m the new books say he wasn't such a great man after all E F#m and anyway remember that the times they are a-changing. Bm A Pull it down, drag it down G A drag it down, pull it down Bm A till there's nothing to look up to G F#m Bm but the brand names on the posters all around. Bm F#m They proved on television last night god was just a lie E F#m he never made the world at all it was just some sweet old-fashioned rite Bm F#m so melt down all the ornaments, move out all the graves E F#m and let us build the discos that we need for our young 'braves'. Bm A Pull it down, drag it down G A drag it down, pull it down Bm A till the hopes and dreams of all G F#m Bm the ages past are shattered on the ground. Bm C We think we are so clever Am C killing heroes, killing magic Bm C till everything that's sacred Am C is brought down to our level Bm C for Mammon is a jealous master Am C leaves no room for any other Bm C all the questions left unanswered Am C all the answers gone forever. Bm C So bow to the woman in the finest fur Am C bow to the man with the ace street cool Bm C bow to the woman with all the power Am C bow to the man with all the money. Bm C In whose sight are we equal now? Am C in whose sight are we equal now? Bm C in whose sight are we equal now? Am C in whose sight are we equal now? F Bm Now that we've killed god F Bm now that we've killed god < this transition may sound weird, F#m E < but i've played it like this for so (oh, now < long that i don't know if it's really F# < what they play or if it's just me that we've killed god) < who made it up (it sounds nice to me) Bm A Pull it down, drag it down G A drag it down, pull it down Bm A till there's nothing to look up to G F#m Bm but the brand names on the posters on the walls [ Bm A Pull it down, drag it down G A drag it down, pull it down Bm A till the hopes and dreams of all G F#m Bm the ages past are shattered on the ground ] -- NOTE: S. Flack (ssf41013@ggr.co.uk) suggested that the chorus sounds better if you use D - C - Bm - A - Bm.