------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Never Learn - The Devil Makes Three ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tuning: Standard e|----5----5----7----8----3----0----1----| B|----6----5----9----8----3----0----1----| G|----7----5----9----9----4----1----2----| D|----7----7----9----10---5----2----3----| A|----5----7----7----10---5----2----3----| E|---------5---------8----3----0----1----| Intro: / / / / / / / Let all them hounds off of their leashes Gave all that money to the rich They're gunna hand you down now, that Short handed shovel And direct you, directly to the ditch Now just hear them talking tongues child Though you know not what they mean Ain't gunna make no kind of difference Just keep your eyes focused on the screen Yes I guess I see They ain't doing nothing hear but leaching off of you and me, well... Yes I guess I know There ain't no place left on this earth that I could call my own, and... Yes I hope I see The day we all wake up and stop them ships upon the sea, well... Hallelujah! Let it all just burn Cuz' they ain't the type for listening And they sure ain't ever gunna learn You can watch them as they circle Like them vultures in the sky Waiting now, just so patiently For every breathing soul to die Yes they feed off your blood child As it flows out of your veins And I've found what you have lost now Only what they have gained Yes I guess I see They ain't doing nothing hear but living off of you and me, well... Yes I guess I know There ain't no place left on this earth that I could call my own, and... Yes I hope I see The day we all wake up and stop them ships upon the sea, well... Hallelujah! Let it all just burn Cuz' they ain't the type for listening And they sure ain't ever gunna learn You can feel them as they watch you A thousand nights now filled with pain I'll just sit back and relax now As your heart disconnects from your brain Yes I guess I see They ain't doing nothing hear but living off of you and me, well... Yes I guess I know There ain't no place left on this earth that I could call my own, and... Yes I hope I see The day we all wake up and get up off our bended knees, well... Hallelujah! Let it all just burn Cuz' they ain't the type for listening And they sure ain't ever gunna learn