E 
long we were searching 
                                 Bm 
these serpentine streets for the signs of a spark 
        A 
fucking around in the dark 
     E 
then long we were held 
                               Bm 
in the thrum and the desperate heat of the clubs 
         A                            E 
drinking deep from that cup 



              E 
we'd drink it up 
              Bm 
we'd drink it up 
              A 
we'd drink it up 
              E 
we'd drink it up 



E 
each step was something 
                              Bm 
the beat in the blood and the heat in our hands 
          A 
of twelve regular men 
           E 
so when we come down cathedral street 
                          Bm 
hollow and beaten, to the room that i rent 
          A  
i'm going back up again 

          E 
i'm going up 
          Bm 
i'm going up 
          A 
i'm going up 
          E 
i'm going up 

 

    E 
but while everything is blooming 
             Bm 
you know the wilting always waits 
   A                        E 
to steal away your body, to steal away your brains 


E 
oh man i hate this part, 
         Bm 
when the car sails off the bridge 
   A                                        E 
am i the knuckles white inside? or am i the water rushing in? 


            E 
am i rising up? 
            Bm 
am i rising up? 
            A 
am i rising up? 
            E 
am i rising up? 



A          Abm  F#m   E  
silent night, holy night 
A          Abm    F#m  E       A            B 
take my eyes, take my mind and lay me down! 
    A            Abm          F#m   E  
oh! sweet winter kiss on these heavy lids! 
A             Abm    F#m  E           A            B  
sweet winter gift of dreamless sleep, lay me down! draw me out! 

no! 

A                   E       B 
doctor unbandage my eyes 
A                        E           B 
i feel the light and i'm ready to be out in it 
A                   E       B 
doctor uncover my ears 
A                          E         B 
I hear the chorus weeping, i see the people singing: 
A                   E       B 
doctor unbandage my eyes 
A                         E          B 
i feel the light and i'm ready to be rising! 
A                   E       B 
doctor uncover my ears! 
A                          E         B 
I hear the chorus weeping! i see the people singing: 
 

A 
let the loser up. 
E             B 
let the loser up. 
              A 
let's get him up.  
              E     B 
let's get him up.  
              A 
let's get him up.  
              E     B 
let's get him up.