A F#m Bm Drove around 'til five o'clock, it was drivers dayE I drove the drivers way,D7 A Now I must speed up get up wipe up everything I've gotF#m Bm E Wanna hit the pretty ice in my big city, with my big clichésD7 And if I get out, give up, get along with myself (refrão)A F#m D A I've gotta get it on the dancefloor, baby whereA F#m D A in the Post United States of AmericaA F#m D A I've got my brotherhood to help me, take 'em thereA F#m D A In the Post United States of AmericaA F#m D A In the Post United States of AmericaA F#m G E In the Post United States of Ameeeeeeeerica(verso)A F#m Bm Police asked me where to go in a nowherelandE I'm in a state of sandD7 A And if I pray well, make hell, gee swell, I'll be OKF#m Bm E Brothers on my right and left they don't give a shit 'bout my bottomless pitD7 And I know, I will turn 'em, all you mothers in'n'out (refrão)A F#m D A I've gotta get it on the dancefloor, baby whereA F#m D A in the Post United States of AmericaA F#m D A I've got my brotherhood to help me, take 'em thereA F#m D A In the Post United States of AmericaA F#m D A In the Post United States of AmericaA F#m G E In the Post United States of Ameeeeeeeerica (solo)A F#m D EA F#m D EA F#m D EA F#m G G F# F E E F FG G G G EA F#m D A Love me, fool me, drink my wine in theA F#m D A in the Post United States of AmericaA F#m D A I wanna go with those who live and diesA F#m D A in the Post United States of AmericaA F#m D A In the Post United States of AmericaA F#m G E A In the Post United States of Ameeeeeeeeriiiiiiiica
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