Started in America a few weeks ago.
GIVE ME THAT GUITAR
I feel so sore, like I’ve never felt before
So give me that guitar
I feel so sick, like I could shit a brick
So give me that guitar
It’s only one guitar, it won’t put the world to rights
But at least it makes me feel like I’m joining in the fight
So give me, give me, give me, give me,
Give me that guitar.
I feel so weak, but it’s time for me to speak
So give me that guitar
I feel so flat, but it’s time that I fixed that
So give me that guitar
It’s only one guitar in a world that’s filled with wrongs
It’s only one guitar, but it can play a million songs
So give me, give me, give me, give me,
Give me that guitar.
(chorus) That guitar (gimme, gimme) that guitar (gimme, gimme)
It’s a passport, it’s a lifebelt, it’s a blanket, it’s a crutch
That guitar (gimme, gimme) that guitar (gimme, gimme)
That guitar needs me and I need it oh so much
I feel so dull, but it’s time to feel the pull
So give me that guitar
I feel so low, but it’s time for me to go
So give me that guitar
It’s a symbol of revolt and it makes me feel so bold
When I’m holding that guitar, I don’t do what I’m told
So give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me that guitar.
(chorus)
(bridge) I admit I sometimes sing when I’m not even winning
But at least I don’t whinge when I’m sinning
And that’s a beginning
I feel so fried, like I’m burning up inside
So give me that guitar
I feel so wrecked, so much more than I’d expect
So give me that guitar
That guitar kills fascists and libertarians too
If you don’t look out, then that guitar may kill you
So give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me that
Give me that
Give me that guitar.