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Five Iron Frenzy - Fistful of Sand
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Fistful of Sand
Five Iron Frenzy
(Reese Roper/Scott Kerr & Dennis Culp)
tabbed by: nastryker@juno.com
D C Bb A C# D C Bb A C# D
D G
Up from the sands of the mighty Sahara comes,
A D
Our hero bold, who so it's told, is a lot like you and me.
His passion burns, the world it turns,
G
He fills his hand to fill the void,
A
And fuels the constant feeling,
D
Of nothingness inside his soul.
G D
Feels like nothing ever did.
G D
Kills like nothing ever could.
G
Dark and jaded world I hated,
D
Everything I left behind.
G
I don't need you, and I don't want you,
D
World that left me blind.
D G
Beneath the sands of the mighty Sahara lies,
A D
Buried treasure sunken deep, in darkened tombs where dead men sleep.
D
Gold fills hands, or is it sand,
G
The same that covers everything?
A
Where cities stood, soon deserts found,
D
Now sink beneath the swelling ground.
G D
Feels like nothing ever did.
G D
Kills like nothing ever could.
G
Dark and jaded world I hated,
D
Everything I left behind.
G
I don't need you, and I don't want you,
D
World that left me blind.
D G A D G A D
D A A# D A A# A A#
This world is for the taking,
D A A# D A A# A A#
This world is suffocating.
D A A# D A A# A A#(X4
D A A# D A A# A A#
Plastic bags of novacain,
D A A# D A A# A A#
Some PCP to kill the pain.
D A A# D A A# A A#
Build a tomb to store your rust,
D A A# D A A# A A#
Moth-eaten piles of blowing dust.
D G
Under the sands of the mighty Sahara,
A D
Goes our hero bold, in seach of gold, a casket for a dying world.
D
Our hero stands, wealth in hand,
G
The prize for his endeavors.
A
The masses cheer, to hide their fears
D
That no man lives forever.
G D
Feels like nothing ever did.
G D
Kills like nothing ever could.
G
Dark and jaded world I hated,
D
Everything I left behind.
G
I don't need you, and I don't want you,
D
World that left me blind.



