verse 1: G G# E C when we have nothing left to give G G# A E C there'll be no reason for us to live G G# A E C but when we have nothing left to choose G G# A E C you will have nothing left to use
chorus:(2x) F# B we owe you nothing F# D you have no control
G G# A E C
verse 2: merchandise keeps us in line, common sence says it's by design what could a business man ever want more, than to have us sucking in his store