D G F#m Em D Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit. D G F#m Em D G Blessed is the lamb whose blood flo-o-ows. D C G D Blessed are the sat upon, Spat upon, Ra-a-a-a-atted o-o-o-on, F#m Em G D Am O Lord, Why have you for - saken me? Bm I got no place to go-o-o, Am Bm I've walked around Soho for the last night or so. Am D Ah, but it doesn't matter, no. D G F#m Em D Blessed is the land and the ki-i-i-iingdom. D G F#m Em D G Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to. D C G D Blessed are the meth drinkers, Pot sellers, Illu-u-usion dwellers. F#m Em G D Am O Lord, Why have you for - saken me? Bm My words trickle down, Am D like a wound that I have no intention to heal. D G F#m Em D Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass. D G F#m Em D G Blessed is the church service makes me ner-vous. D C G D Blessed are the penny rookers, Cheap hookers, Gro-o-o-o-ovy lookers. F#m Em G D Am O Lord, Why have you for - saken me? Bm Am I-I-I-I I have tended my own garden D Much too long.Back to document index