D
Ain't gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lie
C
Everything you think, do and say
B
Is in the pill you took today
D
You ain't gonna need your teeth, won't need your eyes
C
You won't find a thing to chew
B
Nobody's gonna look at you
D
Your arms hangin' limp at your sides
C
Your legs got nothin' to do
B
Some machine's doin' that for you
D
You won't need no husband, won't need no wife
C
You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too
B Em
From the bottom of a long glass tube, whoooa!
D#
If God's a coming, He oughta make it by then
C#
Maybe He'll look around Himself and say
C
Guess it's time for the judgment day
D#
God is gonna shake His mighty head
C#
He'll either say I'm pleased where man has been
C Fm
Or tear it down, and start again, whoooa!
E
I'm kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive
D
He's taken everything this old earth can give
C# F#m
And he ain't put back nothing, whoooa!
F#m
Now it's been ten thousand years
E
Man has cried a billion tears
D
For what, he never knew,
C#
now man's reign is through
F#m
But through eternal night,
E
the twinkling of starlight
C#
maybe it's only yesterday