March Of The Giants
Trans by: Mr. C5 - Dave Allen
Verse One
G A
You rise up over the skyline
D Bm
Pushing everything out of your way
G A
All around the dogs start howling
D Bm
And the ground starts to sway
G A
My house is made out of matchsticks
D Bm
Your map has got a big x on
G A
You’re so busy, hiking your empire up
D Bm
You’d let a baby drop from your arms
G A
No one can put a spring in your step
D Bm
Or thaw your heart
G A
It’s not art, it’s not science
D G- A
It’s a march of the giants
Verse Two (As Verse One)
I wake up as the great leap forward
Crashes down on my newspaper bed
Right now I need another place to shop
Like a hole in the back of my head
I’ll get another high-rise block
Whether I want it or not
It’s not art, it’s not science
It’s the March of the Giants
Bm D
I’m staying small while you grow strong
G A
On a human scale of one to ten I’m registering none
Verse Three ( As Verse One)
And I maybe the first test tube adult
But I don’t know , I can’t hear myself think
Over the click of the Geiger counter
And the roar of the motorway link
Theres a thousand lonely dreams
That lie beneath your bulldozer dead
When you demonstrate your talents
Clouds blacken and rivers run red
What do you do for an extra slice of your daily bread
It’s not art, It’s not science
It’s the March of the giants
G A D Bm
No-one can lighten your step or thaw your heart
G A
Its not art, its not science
D G-A
It’s a march of the giants
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