E           B    A   G    E               B-A-G
Under these circumstances they can hardly cope
E            B    A   G       E                 B-A-G
Notice their fleeting glances and their lack of hope
E            B   A  G   E                  B-A-G
I offer this suggestion they don't seem to care-o
E          B  A  G    E           B-A-G
This is my generation drowning in despair-o

E                            G          A
You'll never find peace of mind in your pool of self
E                            G        A
You'll never find peace of mind in a sea of wealth
E                            G     A
You'll never find peace of mind in your rock and roll
E                            G     A
You'll never find peace of mind if you sell your soul

Chorus-
E                F#
You gotta like it, You gotta love it
G                       A
I know you need some freedom from the strife
E                F#
You gotta like it, You gotta love it
G                       A
I know you need some Jesus in your life
E-F#-G-A

E-B-A-G                 4X

E        B        A  G     E                B-A-G
We circumvent our feelings through an angry sound
E         B          A  G    E                 B-A-G
He who complains the loudest wears the fattest crown
E          B  A  G   E           B-A-G
We're anti-everybody call it paranoia
E                B       A   G  E               B-A-G
Well, I ain't no judge or jury, but I'm praying for ya

E                            G    A
You'll never find peace of mind in your lucky charm
E                            G    A
You'll never find peace of mind on a hippie farm
E                            G      A
You'll never find peace of mind in a one-night stands
E                            G     A
You'll never find peace of mind in your superman

Chorus-                 2X
E-B-A-G

F#-B-A                  8X

F#              B               A
Ya dropped right into the middle of a freak attack
F#              B               A
Cause we're back and we're comin' like that
F#              B               A
Ya see we're lowerin' the boom in the middle of the tune
F#              B               A
Cause the funk is always heavy where it's at
F#              B               A
So, while you're whining all the time never changing any minds
F#              B               A
It is clear to see your lip has lost it's button
F#              B               A
Cause, if ya take a think at this it is easy to admit
F#              B               A
That the selfish way you're living is for nothing

E-F#-G-A    2X

Chorus-     4X