Аккорды The Stupendium - Rest Employed

[Verse]

Em                     C#m         Em     D
One-fifty-one thousand six hundred people die
      Em
Every day on Earth
      C#m           Em         D
And if that's not a reason to cry
               Em
Well, it's an awful lot of paperwork
                              C#m        A
It's your first day at work, how've you settled in?
D                                            Em
Shaken off the rigor mortis? Sorted out your pencil tin?
                       C#m        C#dim
Welcome to our newest resident skeleton
D                                  Em
What better heaven than a desk to spend forever in?
Em
Now your body may be shrivelled up and worthless
    D                                         Em
At least we know your funeral will be a civil service
                           C#dim         Em
Persons so superfluous are living on the surface
     D                                                   Em
It's nothing so perturbing, we're just trimming off the surplus
                       C#m             C#dim
It isn't murder if you cause a little accident
D                                            Em
We prefer to word it as some "mortal middle-management"
                            C#dim
There's the door, we've got millions of applicants
D              Em                       Em
Dying for some corporate incorporeal entanglement

[Chorus]
                          C#dim
Everything living has to die
Em     D
But to die, you need not apply
      B         Em
We'll find you when your time's through
C#dim                   D
Take a number, wait in line
                                     Em
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
                       C#dim
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
D
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Em                     C#dim
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
D
So I guess you'd better
Em
So I guess you'd better

[Verse]
                      A            D
You've got targets to prove yourself
                                  Em
Here's some targets, peruse yourself
                           C#m    A            D
Shoo a few humans off the mortal shelf to the floor
                                             Em
We'll be polishing the coffins as you off a couple more
                    C#dim
We need a botanist, two paleontologists
   D                                  Em
A newspaper columnist whose views may be communist
                           C#m  A  D
A shoe salesman, possible balloon hobbyist
                                           Em
Just another couple popped clogs for your shopping list
                                  C#m   A      D
No slacking on the grave packing, ever more to kill
D                                       Em
Death row deplorables, incurables and "sort of ill"
                         C#dim
Every person, animal and plant has a form to fill
D                                                Em
We've got departments solely tasked with killing chlorophyll
                                C#dim        Em
So, of course, you will toe the lifeline and behave
D                                                Em
Or you'll be filing dandelions before you've had your tea break
                               C#dim         Em
Humanity's in balance, if that balance isn't repaid
D       Em                 Em
Interns can be inhumed and replaced

[Chorus]
                          C#dim
Everything living has to die
Em     D
But to die, you need not apply
      B         Em
We'll find you when your time's through
C#dim                   D
Take a number, wait in line
                                     Em
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
                       C#dim
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
D
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Em                     C#dim
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
D
So I guess you'd better
Em
So I guess you'd better

[Verse]
                        A
Ashes to ashes, nine to five
    D                           Em
The light in the tunnel has been privatised
                         C#dim
Robes were so behind the times
      D                         B        Em
These obituaries don't give any time for scythes
           C#dim
Population moderation's not the worst fate
D                                             Em
Your occupation's the salvation of the hearse trade
                            C#dim
For generations, we've been racing for the first place
D                   Em
But we've spent the centuries in second to the birth rate

[Chorus]
                          C#dim
Everything living has to die
Em     D
But to die, you need not apply
      B         Em
We'll find you when your time's through
C#dim                   D
Take a number, wait in line
                                     Em
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
                       C#dim
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
D
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Em                     C#dim
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
D
So I guess you'd better
Em
So I guess you'd better

[Refrain]
                A
Dearly indentured
    D
We are gathered here today to pay tribute
            Em
To the life of the departed
                   D
And to welcome him to the office

May he rest employed