Justin Sane The Ghosts Of Alexandria Ukulele chords

The Ghosts Of Alexandria Ukulele by Justin Sane

Played with Powerchords and lots of dead tones

Intro: B E D# G# F# E

Chorus:
B                            E     D#    B
 He was the poster child of miserable.
                         E      D#    B
He was in love with a coloured boy.
                        G#           F#
No chance for hope in a land of servitude.


Verse:
B                      E       D#   B
 And now the ghosts of Alexandria
                            E           D#   B
Hang in the halls like the boys on the oak,
                        E        D#     G#
To remind us that we�re only 13 knots away
                      F#
From repeating our mistakes.

Prechorus:
E                      B   G#   E
 No one can see on the inside,
                       B    G#   E
No one can hear on the outside,
              B       G#        F#
No one will speak the name to blame.

The dead sing:
          B    E    D#
"It's not over."
          G#    B
"It's not over."
          B    E    D#
"It's not over."
          G#    B
"It's not over."

Chorus:
B                             E     D#    B
 She was the poster child of miserable.
                         E   D#    B
She was in love with the U.S.A.
                                 E        D#          G#    E
She was from some place but she could not tell us where.

Verse:
B                      E       D#   B
 And now the ghosts of Alexandria
                            E         D#   B
Labor the fields like amber waves of grain,
                                 E       D#    G#
To remind us that we are only a minimum wage away
                 F#
A bowl of rice a day
                         E
From repeating our mistakes.
          B    E    D#
"It's not over."
          G#    B
"It's not over."
          B    E    D#
"It's not over."
          G#    B
"It's not over."

Chorus:
E                      B   G#   E
 No one can see on the inside,
                       B    G#   E
No one can hear on the outside,
              B       G#        F#
No one will speak the name to blame.

The dead sing

Outro:
       B                              G#           F#
And we watched the summer turn to the autumn of glory.
       B                              G#           F#
And we watched the summer turn to the autumn of glory.
       B                              G#           F#
And we watched the summer turn to the autumn of glory.
       B                              G#           F#
And we watched the summer turn to the autumn of glory.

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