Welcome to Paradise

Intro: 0:00
D | C G  - x4

Verse 1: 0:10
D               C
  Dear mother, can you
          D    | D
Hear me whining?
D                   C
  It's been three whole weeks
           F                 A
Since that I have left your home.
0:21
D              C
  This sudden fear
              D      | D
Has left me trembling
D               C
 'Cause now it seems that
     F              A
I am out here on my own.
0:31
         F           A  | A
And I'm feeling so alone.

Chorus 1: 0:36
 D             F
Pay attention to the cracked streets
G               A#
And the broken homes.
D                F
  Some call it slums,
              A  | A
Some call it nice.
0:46
   D                  F
I want to take you through a wasteland
   G               A#
I like to call my home.
D | A!            D ->
      Welcome to paradise.

Instrumental: 0:54
D | C G | D | C G

Verse 2: 0:59
D            C
  A gunshot rings out
         D    | D
At the station.
D         C
  Another urchin snaps
     F               A
And left dead on his own.
1:10
D              C
  It makes me wonder
          D       | D
Why I'm still here.
D                   C
  For some strange reason,
          F               A
It's now feeling like my home,
1:20
         F           A | A
And I'm never gonna go.

Chorus 2: 1:25
 D             F
Pay attention to the cracked streets
G               A#
And the broken homes.
D                F
  Some call it slums,
              A  | A
Some call it nice.
1:35
   D                  F
I want to take you through a wasteland
   G               A#
I like to call my home.
D | A!            D ->
      Welcome to paradise.

Instrumental: 1:43
D | C G  - x4
1:54 2:05
D  - x16
2:15 2:26
D F | E D#  - x8

Verse 3: 2:47
D               C
  Dear mother, can you
         D      | D
Hear me laughing?
D                 C
  It's been six whole months
           F                 A
Since that I have left your home.
2:58
D              C
  It makes me wonder
          D       | D
Why I'm still here.
D                   C
  For some strange reason
          F               A
It's now feeling like my home.
3:08
         F           A | A
And I'm never gonna go.

Chorus 3: 3:13
 D             F
Pay attention to the cracked streets
G               A#
And the broken homes.
D                F
  Some call it slums,
              A  | A
Some call it nice.
3:23
   D                  F
I want to take you through a wasteland
   G               A#
I like to call my home.
D | A!            D ->
      Welcome to paradise.

Coda: 3:31
D | C G | D | C G

    D      | C G | D | C G | D!
To paradise.