West Of Baghdad, East Of Rome (Remixing History) Words Fred Grittner, Music Jan Hauenstein

(Am) (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Fj7) (G)
(Am)Northwest Passage (F)melting through, (G)empty heaven (Am)residue,
(F)Shadow bands a(Am)cross the morning (E)sky. (E7)
(Am)Dark shops selling (Fj7)damaged goods, (G5)snipers’ nests out (Am)in the woods,
(F)Network failure, we ask you to stand (E)by. (Am) (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Fj7) (G)

(Am)Kill the clock, we’re (F)quitting time, be(G)hind each fortune (Am)stands a crime,
(F)Reason sleeps up (Am)in the old ho(E)tel. (E7)
The (Am)price of culture (Fj7)is a lie, (G5)sovereign tears shed (Am)for Versailles,
The (F)best revenge in life is living (E)well.(E7)

(Am)West of Baghdad, (Dm6)East of Rome, (E)all God’s children are (Am)heading home,
(Bb)Past the point of no return they (Am)come. (Fj7) (G)
(Am)Remix history and (Dm6)change the sound, (E)turn things up and (Am)bring things down,
(Bb)Shift the weight of what’s been said and (Am)done. (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Bbj7/F) (G)

(Am)Countries of the (F)shallow grave, (G)scorching earth and (Am)tidal wave,
(F)Elder statesman (Am)cross a strange ter(E)rain. (E7)
(Am)Lost patrols with(Fj7)out command, (G5)unmarked cars in (Am)shakedown land,
(F)Pharaoh’s army rides the circus (E)train. (Am) (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Fj7) (G)

The (Am)house of cards has (F)been foreclosed, the (G)books were cooked and (Am)then exposed,
(F)Bite down hard (Am)on that poison (E)pill.(E7)
I (Am)want it bad, do (Fj7)you have the pull? (G5)Yes sir, yes sir, (Am)three bags full!
The (F)coup de grace came in a coupe de (E)Ville.(E7)

(Am)West of Baghdad, (Dm6)East of Rome, (E)all God’s children are (Am)heading home,
(Bb)Past the point of no return they (Am)come. (Fj7) (G)
(Am)Remix history and (Dm6)change the sound, (E)turn things up and (Am)bring things down,
(Bb)Shift the weight of what’s been said and (Am)done. (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Bbj7/F) (G)

(Am)Sacred precincts (F)under guard, ad(G)mission with an (Am)ID card,
(F) Who remembers the (Am)Old Man in the (E)Sky? (E7)
(Am)Disregard what’s (Fj7)wrong or right, (G5)download Baby(Am)lon tonight,
(F)Of this old world learn to say good(E)bye. (Am) (Fj7) (G) (Am) (Fj7) (G)

(Am)So I sit here, (F)mind ajar, (G)strumming on my (Am)stone guitar,
(F)Getting squeezed hard (Am)by the hands of (E)time. (E7)
(Am)All my life’s a (Fj7)shakedown cruise, what (G5)I find out I (Am)rarely use,
I (F)learned as much and more from a nursery (E)rhyme.(E7)

(Am)West of Baghdad, (Dm6)East of Rome, (E)all God’s children are (Am)heading home,
(Bb)Past the point of no return they (Am)come. (Fj7) (G)
(Am)Remix history and (Dm6)change the sound, (E)turn things up and (Am)bring things down,
(Bb)Shift the weight of what’s been said and (Am)done,
(Bb)Shift the weight of what’s been said and (Am)done,
(Bb)Shift the weight of what’s been said and (Am)done.

Words © February 28, 2008 Fred Grittner All Rights Reserved;
Music Jan Hauenstein, Lara, Turkey, 09 April 2014

janhauenstein@gmx.de

www.janhauenstein.com

Here´s the verse I left out because I felt the song might become too long -
and Fred suggested I might want to leave out a verse for the very same reason.

Dumping grounds for counterfeits
Forgotten men do not forget
Turn your back and they’ll know what to do
Illiterati referee
Naming rights for chic debris
Wisdom is reduced to a tattoo