riff 1
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------|
|-----------------------------5--------5---|
|-------3---------5-----3-3-3----3-3-3---3-|
|-1-1-1-----3-3-3--------------------------|

variant 1
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------5-5------------|
|-------3---------5---3-3-3------3---------|
|-1-1-1-----3-3-3--------------------------|

variant 2
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------5-5-5-------|
|---------------------------5--5-5-5-------|
|-------3---------5---3-3-3----3-3-3-------|
|-1-1-1-----3-3-3--------------------------|

riff 2
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------5-----|
|---------------------------5--3-3-3-------|
|-------3---------5---3-3-3------------3---|
|-1-1-1-----3-3-3--------------------------|

riff 3 (first half)                        (second half)
|--------------------------------------|-------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------|-------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------|--5----5----5-5----------------------|
|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-3-3-3-3--------------|--5----5----5-5--5----8---3-3--3--3--|
|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-1-1-1-1-5-5-5-5------|--3----3----3-3--5----8---3-3--3--3--|
|-------------------------3-3-3-3------|-----------------3----6---1-1--1--1--|

(riff 1)        intro
(riff 2)        intro
(riff 1)        intro
(variant 1)     intro

concrete and chaos rise up  (riff 1)
spiderweb across the land like a giant rash.  (riff 2)
forests lie down below  (riff 1)
foundations of buildings in a bed of ash.  (riff 2)
people here got it real good,  (riff 1)
'cuz the glass towers bring prosperity.  (riff 2)
and other people starve in the street  (riff 1)
concrete knows no sympathy.  (variant 2)


    F     G        C
big city, big      city
    F     G        C
big city, big      city
    F     G        C
big city, big      city
F                  C
big city,          it's a wishing well.
F                  C
big city,          it's a living hell.

his town, it's fucking insane:  (riff 1)
one will starve and another will gain.  (riff 2)
it's like a giant mechanical brain,  (riff 1)
and the people are cells and the streets are veins.  (riff 2)

    F              G              C
    it thinks      only of        itself,
    F              G              C
    thousand limbs crawling it    expands and grows,
    F              G              C
and still the      concrete       sits there,
    F              G              C
    sits there     stark gray and cold.



(riff 3)(second half only)
(riff 3)(second half only)

and i think i wanna be a brick layer,  (riff 3)
so i can put another brick in the wall.  (riff 3)
it's stanitary, rational, and happy and sane.  (riff 3)
growing like a flower to surround us all.  (riff 3)