Intro: D  Bm  Bb  A 


[Verso 1]

D           Bm      Bb 
I am not a dog on a chain 
Bb           A 
I use my own brain 
D     Bm                    Bb 
I can turn the…conversation…off 
                     A 
I'm too clever…to be robbed 
D          Bm       Bb 
I am not a…dog on a chain 
               A 
Thanks all the same 
D               Bm          Bb 
I have patience and I have time 
                  A 
Both of which are mine 


[Refrão]

          G              A 
I hear a call, I hear a cry 
    Bb             C 
I raise my voice, I have no choice 
    G                 A 
I raise my hand, I hammer twice 
    Bb              C 
I see no point in being nice 


[Verso 2]

D           Bm 
I am not a dog on a chain 
    Bb        A 
I use my own brain 
 D              Bm 
I do not read newspapers 
Bb              A 
They are troublemakers 
D               Bm                  Bb 
Listen out for what's not shown to you 
                           A 
And there you'll find the truth 
     D          Bm              Bb 
For in a civilized and careful way 
                             A 
They'll sculpture all your views 


[Refrão]

     G            A 
So open up your nervous mouth 
              Bb                   C 
And feel the words come streaming out 
   G                  A 
In volume, pitch and rising cries 
  Bb                    C 
Opening your blinkered eyes 
      G                    A 
For otherwise, you'll never know 
         Bb      C               G 
Who you are or all that you can do 
         A               Bb 
If you want to, if you want to 
              C 
If you want to 

( D  C  Bb  A ) 
( D  C  Bb  A ) 


[Verso 3]

D           Bm         Bb 
I am not a dog on a chain 
                   A 
You've got to be insane 
 D          Bm                Bb 
One is company and two is a crowd 
                 A 
And crowds are loud 


[Refrão]

        G                  A 
Oh, maybe I'll be skinned alive 
           Bb                     C 
By Canada Goose because of my views 
                  G                  A 
Because of the truth, because of my fleece 
                   Bb               C 
Because of my niece, like drinking ink, the 
        G 
Words explode 
              A                    Bb 
Fatter than fists, louder than blows 
              C                   G 
Fatter than fists, louder than blows 
               A                  Bb 
The dead are dead, ice cold and hard 
                             C 
To where they can't be overcharged 
         G                  A 
They have no breath, they have no eyes 
       Bb                     C 
At least they won't be going twice 

Final: D  C  Bb  A 
        D  C  Bb  A 
        D  Bm  Bb  A  D