Prayer for the paranoid
[E]Iīll send you a [B]letter 
From the [A]frontline
[E]Please send app[B]lause
And some [A]good advice
[E]You were born with a [B]compass
A map on your [A]table
[E]Tell me how did you [B]find out
Your bearings were [A]wrong

Just [E]pray [B]for [A]us 
pray for [E]sunshine [B]
These [E]days [B]are [A]cold
and Iīm missing [E]you [B]
The [A]city is no place to [E]lose
Ah, But [A]I never thought
I could [E]choose
It was [A]plain from the start
I was [B]playing for time

I need [E]laughter and love
[B]some special drug
I need [A]ciggarettes

Thereīs [E]killers behind us
[B]Devils ahead
Send pro[A]tection
I will [E]drown in this city
I will [B]drown in this trench
Built [A]for us
And the [E]only thing left
Yeah the [B]only thing left
Is the [A]running

And these [E]clouds keep on rolling
and [B]I , I donīt know [A]why
Take this [E]guitar out of my [B]hands
I sur[A]render
This [E]town donīt need drunkards
Or [B]singers of bad poe[A]try
Thay need [E]dancing and drugs and [B]laughter
and we donīt have [A]them

Just [E]pray [B]for [A]us 
pray for [E]sunshine [B]
These [E]days [B]are [A]cold
and Iīm missing [E]you [B]
This [A]letter was meant for your [E]eyes
Des[A]troy it and then 
Just go [B]hide

Youīre the [A]only thing left
That makes any sense
Please donīt [B]blow it

Đ 4AD, Written by Neil Halstead