D      |       |    |   |G   |F#m    |Em|D  |  |  |  |
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit.

D      |      |    |     |G    |F#m |Em |D  |  |  |  |G  |
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flo-o-ows.

               |         |  |D         |  |C | | |    |G | |D   |  
Blessed are the sat upon,    Spat upon, Ra-a-a-a-atted o-o-o-on,

 |     |  |F#m     |Em     |G   |  |D  |  |  |  |Am |
O Lord,    Why have you for - saken me?

     |           |  |Bm  |
I got no place to go-o-o,

    |             |    |Am          |            |  |  |Bm |
I've walked around Soho for the last night or so.

       |          |       |Am   |  |D |  |
Ah, but it doesn't matter,   no.


D      |      |    |       |G |F#m |Em|D   |  |  |  |
Blessed is the land and the ki-i-i-iingdom.

D      |      |    |    |G   |F#m |Em  |D  |  |  |  |G  |
Blessed is the man whose soul   belongs to.

               |              |  |D          |  |C | | |   |G   |  |D   |  
Blessed are the meth drinkers,    Pot sellers, Illu-u-usion dwellers.

 |     |  |F#m     |Em     |G   |  |D  |  |  |  |Am |
O Lord,    Why have you for - saken me?

  |             |  |Bm  |
My words trickle down,      

      |            |         |Am        |D    |  |  
like a wound that I have no intention to heal.


D      |       |       |      |G |F#m |Em  |D     |  |  |  |
Blessed are the stained glass, window  pane glass.

D      |      |      |       |G    |F#m |Em |D    |  |  |  |G  |
Blessed is the church service makes me   ner-vous.

               |              |  |D            |    |C | | |  |G      |  |D   |
Blessed are the penny rookers,    Cheap hookers, Gro-o-o-o-ovy lookers.

 |     |  |F#m     |Em     |G   |  |D  |  |  |  |Am |
O Lord,    Why have you for - saken me?

  |  |  |Bm |        |         |          |Am |
I-I-I-I        I have tended my own garden

          |D    |  |
  Much too long.