Banana Republic(Chords)

	        
              Dm               C 
     Banana republic,  Septic Isle 
                         Dm                         C 
     Screamin' in the sufferin' sea,  Sounds like, Cry, Cry, Cry 
                  Dm                        C 
     Everywhere I go,  Yeah,  Everywhere I see 
                           Dm      G 
     The black and blue uniforms,      Police and priests 

                          Dm                                         C 
     And I wonder do you wonder,   While you're sleeping with your whore 
                         Dm                                  C 
     Sharing beds with history,  Is like a-licking running sores 
                       Dm                          C 
     Forty shades of green yeah,   Sixty shades o'red 
                   Dm               G 
     Heroes going cheap these days,    Price a bullet in the head 

               Dm              C 
     Banana republic,  Septic Isle 
                      Dm                         C 
     Suffer in the screamin' sea,  Sounds like, Die, Die, Die 
                  Dm                        C 
     Everywhere I go,  Yeah,  Everywhere I see 
                           Dm      G 
     The black and blue uniforms,      Police and priests 

                         Dm                      C 
     Take your hand and lead ya,  Up the garden path 
                   Dm                        C 
     Let me stand aside here,  And watch ya pass 
                        Dm                         C 
     Strikin' up The Soldiers Song,   I know that tune 
                         Dm      G 
     It begs too many questions,      And answers too 

              Dm               C 
     Banana republic,  Septic Isle 
                      Dm                         C 
     Suffer in the screamin' sea,  Sounds like, Die, Die, Die 
                  Dm                        C 
     Everywhere I go,  Yeah,  Everywhere I see 
                           Dm      G 
     The black and blue uniforms,      Police and priests 

                           Dm                                  C 
     The purple and the pinstripe,   They mutely shake their heads 
                           Dm                                  C 
     A silence shriekin' volumes,  Violence worse than they condemn 
                    Dm                              C 
     Stab ya in the back,  Yeah,  Laughing in your face 
                      Dm          G 
     Glad to see the place again,    It's a pity nothings changed 

              Dm               C 
     Banana republic,  Septic Isle 
                      Dm                         C 
     Suffer in the screamin' sea,  Sounds like, Die, Die, Die 
                  Dm                        C 
     Everywhere I go,  Yeah,  Everywhere I see 
                           Dm      G 
     The black and blue uniforms,      Police and priests
	        

Written by Pete Briquette/Bob Geldof