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the zealot gene chords by Jethro Tull

  • F

  • C#

    4
  • Bm

    2
  • A

  • G

  • D

  • F#

    2
  • F#m

    2
  • Em

  • C

  • Am

  • B

    2
Intro 1
F
C#
Bm
A
G
A
G
A
G
A
G
Verse 1
Bm
Half of us are in the apple
D
Half of us are in the pie
Bm
All of us in the pudding
D
When the last bus has gone by
F#
Someone has to take the high road
F#m
D
Someone has to make the bed
Bm
No- one has the right to tell you
G
To lie down when all is said

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Verse 2
G
F#
The black and white, the stereotype
G
F#
The polarising pitch at play
G
F#
While some of us sit in between
G
F#
Interminable shades of grey
Em
Bm
No need to walk the tightrope
Em
Bm
Set out on that great divide
G
F#
The balance scales may tremble
G
But the featherweights are
F#
on our side
A
Carrying the Zealot
Verse 3
G
gene
A
G
Right or left, no in between
A
G
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
A
G
Naked flame near gasoline
Verse 4
Bm
The populist with dark appeal
D
The pandering to hate
Bm
D
Which xenophobic scaremongers
Deliver on a plate
F#
To tame the pangs of hunger
D
And satisfy the lust
Bm
Slave to ideology
G
Moderation bites the dust
Verse 5
G
F#
Bee buzzing in your bonnet
G
F#
And a wasp right up the bum
G
F#
A V- 8 under hood
G
F#
A cocked hammer under thumb
Em
Bm
Ear- splitting twitter thunder
Em
Bm
And a screaming banshee wail
G
F#
You got too many opinions
G
F#
And a tom cat by the tail
A
Carrying the Zealot
Verse 6
G
gene
A
G
Right or left, no in between
A
G
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
A
G
Naked flame near gasoline
Interlude 1
G
Em
G
Em
C
Am
Em
C
Am
G
Em
A
G
Carrying the Zealot
Verse 7
gene
A
G
Right or left, no in between
A
G
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
A
G
Naked flame near gasoline
Verse 8
Bm
Half of us are in the apple
D
Half of us are in the pie
Bm
All of us are in the pudding
D
When the last bus has gone by
F#
Someone has to take the high road
D
Someone has to make the bed
Bm
No- one has the right to tell you
G
To lie down when all is said
Verse 9
G
F#
The black and white, the stereotype
G
F#
The polarising pitch at play
G
F#
While some of us sit in between
G
F#
Interminable shades of grey
Em
Bm
No need to walk the tightrope
Em
Bm
Set out on that great divide
G
F#
The balance scales may tremble
G
But the featherweights are
F#
on our side
Verse 10
A
G
Carrying the Zealot gene
A
G
Right or left, no in between
A
G
Beware, beware the Zealot gene
A
G
Naked flame near gasoline
Outro 1
A
G
A
G
A
G
A
G
F
C#
B
N/A
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