ChorusDEmrink from the lDeche of sCirens
SEmummon the saDilors in tCown
StrEmangle the feDar of decCidiGn'
WEmhich one's desB7ervin' to dEmrownPost-ChorusEm...(Drown,B/Eb.....drown)
D..(Drown,A/C#.....drown)
Verse 1Eng
Emraved in our memory, the
B/Ebharm that was done
Our m
Dothers, the witches they b
A/C#anished and burned
EmAll of our sisters were k
B/Ebilled and abused
By sw
Dord-swingin' men who would a
A/C#lways accuse
Pre-ChorusThe w
Emorst of a woman who f
B/Ebights for our right
To
Dbe where we belong at the
A/C#front of the line
T
Cired of s
Amilence and b
B7ein' polite
Your l
Amegs turn to shimmerin' sc
B7ales in th? night
ChorusD
Emrink from the le
Dche of s
Cirens
S
Emummon the sa
Dilors in t
Cown
St
Emrangle the fe
Dar of dec
Cidi
Gn'
W
Emhich ones de
B7servin' to d
Emrown
Don't feel
Embad when these **
B7***** all dr
Emown
Post-ChorusLet them dr
Emown (Drown)
Let them
B/Ebdrown (Drown)
Let them dr
Down (Drown,
A/C#.....drown)
Verse 2T
Emenderness worn on the
B/Ebskin like a dress
N
Durture these men, pull them
A/C#out of their mess
They st
Emeal the resources, de
B/Ebstroy all the land
Bel
Dittle the power of the f
B/Ebeminine hand
Pre-ChorusThe m
Emilk from the rivers of e
B/Ebvery moon
Cr
Dadle you tight like you're
A/C#back in the womb
B
Cury their s
Amouls in a c
B7ove by the light
Cel
Amestial dip, all that e
B7go and pride
ChorusD
Emrink from the l
Deche of s
Cirens
S
Emummon the sa
Dilors in t
Cown
St
Emrangle the fe
Dar of dec
Cidi
Gn'
W
Emhich ones de
B7servin' to d
Emrown
Post-ChorusLet them dr
Emown (Drown)
Let them d
B/Ebrown (Drown)
Let them dr
Down (Drown,
A/C#.....drown)
OutroNothing wr
Cong with a little havoc
It's
B7fun when **** h
Emits the fan
So gu
B7illotine their h
Ceads by shoutin'
"
B7Cut 'em off, leave w
Ematers red"
Nothing w
B7rong with a l
Cittle havoc
It's
B7fun when **** h
Emits the fan
So g
B7uillotine their h
Ceads by shoutin'
B7"Cut 'em off, leave w
Ematers red"
Nothing wr
B7ong with a li
Cttle havoc
It's
B7fun when **** h
Emits the fan (Drink from the leche of sirens)
So g
B7uillotine their he
Cads by shoutin'
"
B7Cut 'em off, leave w
Ematers red" (Summon the sailors in town)
Nothing wr
B7ong with a l
Cittle havoc
It's
B7fun when **** h
Emits the fan (Strangle the fear of deciding)
So gu
B7illotine their h
Ceads by shoutin'
"C
B7ut 'em off, leave w
Ematers red" (Which ones deserving to drown)
(Don't feel bad when these ******* all drown)